"Screech!"
As an ear-piercing screech tore through the air, a massive wave of demonic energy came sweeping towards Beiting Huang with a visible sonic vibration, like a scimitar slicing directly towards Beiting Huang's throat.
The energy carried by a single screech was enough to blast a Peak God King to death; if Beiting Huang had been a normal Peak God King, he probably would have been decapitated by now.
Golden energy enveloped his entire body, and he employed the Phoenix Shadow movement technique. As Beiting Huang's afterimage still lingered on the boulder, his actual figure was already three miles away. He watched as the sound wave blade cut towards the neck of his afterimage, a bright light slicing across the illusion. The entire mountain peak was evenly chopped down by this sound wave blade.
