"Dragon Emperor's contingency?" The Evil God's expression tensed, his gaze fixed on the Netherworld Asura Spear in Guanyue Qin Xin's hands.
Such dark energy, even more intense than what emanated from his own body, was like the sinister force that had caused a global shock before the resurgence of Spiritual Energy.
Could it really be something left behind by the Dragon Emperor as a safeguard?
For a moment, the Evil God hesitated, uncertain.
But soon, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "The Dragon Emperor perished with Orochi. How would he have had the time to leave you any safeguard? You think these petty tricks can scare me? Do you take me for a fool?"
While the Dragon Emperor was alive, he feared the Dragon Emperor's formidable power and had to tread carefully.
Now that the Dragon Emperor was no more, was he supposed to be frightened by mere words?
Regardless of whether Guanyue Qin Xin's words were true or false, he should not be afraid to retreat.
And what if it was true?
