Who has practiced such demonic skills, who is setting such a large trap?
Zhao Fangce looked astonished as the Great Demon emerged from the void. His face, which had been numb for years, looked stunned yet unconcerned.
"Who brought in the reinforcements?"
Zhao Fangce mumbled to himself, his eyebrows tightly knitted. He was not angered at the mysterious person stealing his kill, but was evaluating whether the Great Demon could kill Lu Li.
The Big Dipper Nine Emperors Skill is a mutually destructive technique. Zhao Fangce didn't care about his own life and death. He was concerned about Lu Li's survival. Now, as he paused the ritual halfway, he knew that he couldn't employ it the second time within nine years. Therefore, he had to be completely sure.
Otherwise, no sooner would he stop the technique than the Great Demon would be defeated by Lu Li. How could he justify that?
Boom, boom, boom————
