The mighty figures of the Daoists, Buddhists, and Heavenly Courts were fuming and anxious, but it was true that the King of Myriad Fiends, Boxun, was just too terrifying.
"Boxun, I do want to see how capable you are!" Yang Jian roared angry as raised his three-pointed, doubled-edged lance, on the brink of rushing out.
"No rush."
Ancestral Dragon raised his hand to stop him.
Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Ancestral Dragon, Boxun can't do a thing to me."
