752 Words of Death

“So that’s how it is,” Emperor Zi Mu looked at Zhao Feng’s actions and the Yuan Soul stuck in the middle of the air. No wonder the Emperor of Death’s self-destruction wasn’t as powerful as he thought it would be.

The Void God Realm represented a change in the soul, and Emperors had reached a peak.

The Emperor of Death’s strongest foundation was his soul, but he was unlucky that he had met Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline was also Soul-based, and he had the Sky Locking Bow.

Even after locking on to the Emperor of Death’s Yuan Soul, Zhao Feng didn’t underestimate him.

“Master,” the child Demigod suddenly appeared, and Zhao Feng looked at him in puzzlement. What kind of suggestion did this guy have?