Zhu Yunwu's pupils suddenly shrank, his four wings bristled, and the smile froze on his face.
As Lu Yang's adversary in battle, he was deeply aware of just how formidable an existence Lu Yang was.
If Lu Yang were to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, Zhu Yunwu feared even burning his Essence Blood wouldn't be enough to defeat his opponent!
Lu Yang took measured steps towards Zhu Yunwu, the sound of his footfalls echoing dah-dah-dah, each step marked by a slight pause. It was as though his footsteps were not just landing on the Heavenly Altar but also stamping on Zhu Yunwu's spiritual essence.
He was at ease, strolling leisurely as if he were in his own backyard, not taking Zhu Yunwu seriously at all.
