481 Imperial Realm Spirit!

The Eight Arms Devil General suddenly widened his eyes in shock. Slowly lowering his head, he saw the huge hole in his chest. Blood was flowing out like a stream.

"How… is this possible?!" Disbelief filled up his face. He never thought that he would get seriously injured by a soldier-level human martial warrior.

The memories of Yang City floated into his mind. At that time, he could kill this human as easily as an ant. He almost killed this puny human with a casual throw of his spear back then. If someone hadn't saved him, he would have died.

Yet today, as a general-stage dark apparition, he was seriously injured by his spear. It was the same spear, but the result was entirely different.

How ironic!

Wang Teng stood erected in the lightning rod, glaring at the Eight Arms Devil General with his sharp gaze. "What do you think of this spear?"

"You!" The Eight Arms Devil General was furious, vomiting a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.