835 Willing to be Enslaved

World God Foxblaze was astonished by the speed of this white-robed youth, and he was able to tell right away that the Thunderlight Wings on Ning's back were quite extraordinary. However, he wasn't afraid; rather, he was delighted. If he killed this Elder God, then this extraordinary treasure would become his, right? He didn't even consider the possibility that he might not be able to defeat this Elder God. Even the most monstrously talented Elder Gods would at most be comparable to ordinary World Gods…and he was an elite one!

"Puny Elder God, you overestimate your abilities. Die!" World God Foxblaze drew out a curved scimitar, then used it to chop towards Ning. It was like a streak of crescent moonlight had suddenly struck out.