Who Told Me the Holy Son Is Named Sakurajima Mai?
Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Xia thought for a moment and rubbed the gourd in his hand without another word.
In an instant, a dazzling green light burst out and headed straight for the Holy Son's head.
"Hmph."
The Holy Son snorted coldly. "Do you think such a weak attack will have any effect on me?"
The green light arrived above his head, shining brightly like a small sun. However, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi was like an immortal divine mountain, allowing the vast green light to wash over him while he remained unmoved.
"As expected of His Highness the Holy Son."
"I knew it. The treasure is the only reason why this fellow is so arrogant."
The few demon beasts which could still maintain their composure felt shocked when they saw this scene. The green light that easily fell a large number of demon beasts was actually totally useless against their Holy Son!
Most of them heaved a long sigh of relief.
"This maniac has finally met his nemesis!"