Although the big black dog was usually not very conscientious, at this critical moment, it was working hard because this also related to its life and death and involved the Demon Emperor Ancient Scripture.
A vertical eye opened on its forehead, glowing with dark light, like a black Pilean rushing out, sounding like a Black Blade slashing the void.
"CLANG!"
Pang Bo sat cross-legged on the altar, motionless. A Divine Light flashed between his eyebrows, shooting out and cleaving onto the dark light, like two sharp blades clashing.
It was clearly a divine sense attack, yet it was like a sacred weapon against a precious blade—brilliant and fiery, with sparks flying and clanging loudly.
"Didn't you say his lifespan was almost over? Why is he as strong as a True Dragon?!" the big black dog exclaimed, exasperated. In this confrontation, it hadn't gained the upper hand and was even slightly outmatched.
