"You bastard! You're courting death!" Bai Ning roared, his voice booming with rage as he seemingly appeared from nowhere.
His movements were lightning-fast, his body becoming a blur before transforming entirely.
A powerful Qi surrounded him, and within moments, Bai Ning's figure shifted, taking the form of a massive ram, his Qi solidifying into curved horns and muscular limbs.
With a thunderous charge, he hurled himself at the young man, the ground trembling beneath the force of his attack.
Being slammed into, Feng Shen's feet skidded across the dirt, his balance tested as he slid backward several paces.
Yet, even as the force pushed him, he remained steady, his stance unshaken. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
"It's already too late~" Feng Shen chuckled. He lifted the decapitated head, holding it high. He spun the head lazily on his finger.
"See? Your precious client is no more," he sneered.
