With each step he took, Yang Sanwei's expression grew heavier. At this moment, Yang Sanwei was facing the oppression of a terrifying power, a power so dreadful that it defied description.
"Alas, sometimes one must venture into the tiger's den. Since the Lord of Destruction is unwilling to accommodate Xiao Qiang, I can only give my all to win a sliver of creation for him." Having said this, Yang Sanwei placed the hoe in his hands across his knees. Following that, a golden light suddenly flashed between his eyebrows.
As soon as the golden light appeared, the entire green barrier immediately stopped shrinking, and the step that the Lord of Destruction was about to take was forcefully halted.
"Hmm? Are you trying to fight to the death?" The Lord of Destruction was quite surprised as he stared directly at Yang Sanwei, not expecting him to make such a decision.
