Shi Lang appeared next to the Scion who organized the meeting and acted as if it was his play ground. He did not care about the other races or their representatives. The people were shocked to see him.
The Scion of the war falcons was so enraged, he yelled, "Bastard, I will kill you."
Before he could reach to the mace that was hanging on his waist. Shi Lang waved his palm like a sword and then he flickered away from his position. The War Falcon grabbed the handle of the mace but then he could not bring it up. The next moment, his neck began oozing with blood.
Shi Lang smiled and replied, "Have a safe trip to the netherworld. I will take your wings and make them into a nice carpet in my toilet."
Then he began to flicker from one spot to the other, his palms waving around.
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Ming Yanzi gulped a mouthful and asked, "Is it me or does he look like the devil dancing in the hell."
