The Poison Hand Evil Monarch's expression changed at once.
What is going on!
Why are there so many cultivators hidden down below!
How did he not sense them!
The Poison Hand Evil Monarch snapped his gaze toward Xiao Heng; at this moment, Xiao Heng no longer looked even slightly like he was grievously injured as before.
Vast, surging Power of Incense roared through his body; on him, golden light blazed brilliantly, as if he were clad in a suit of armor, like a war god descended.
Countless threads of light linked the many Incense Fire Cultivators together; at this moment, the Power of Incense condensed into a massive Array.
The Poison Hand Evil Monarch was instantly shrouded within.
"Xiao Heng, you played me." The Poison Hand Evil Monarch's eyes turned completely gloomy.
A mere junior in the Body Integration Realm being able to withstand a few of his attacks—he had thought that was already the limit.
And yet.
