Guo Weilong roared, and the sound formed a terrifying shockwave in the air.
At the same time, the sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls erupted from his body, and a mass of cyan gas in his Dantian began to glow.
Under the intense threat of death, he used every last trick he had.
Finally, the imprisoning force disappeared from Guo Weilong's body.
Without a second thought, he tried to blast backward in retreat.
But it was all in vain.
Although the True Self Divine Soul had only released a sliver of its pressure, and though Guo Weilong had broken free from his restraints, the speed of the True Self Divine Soul was just too immense.
The next moment, Guo Weilong's head flew from his shoulders.
Just then, something completely unexpected happened.
The head, flying high into the air, seemed to still possess life. It shot upward at extreme speed, heading for the ceiling of the Nine Yang Hall.
