It was because of Donglin Taihuang that Qing Yu was forced to hide herself from the world; the sight of the man made Lu Yun’s blood boil with fury. There was no way he could hold back his anger at all.

If not for the tiny shred of reason he had left, he would’ve immediately called upon the last use of the celestial emperor’s corpse puppet and smacked the odious man to death. Still, he had no plans of letting Donglin Taihuang go.

The Black Emperor fired an uninterrupted volley of energy blasts at the Donglin genius.

“Are you crazy, man? Stop, stop!” Qing Yunhe roared with panic as he danced around the space, attempting to avoid becoming collateral damage. 

He didn’t know what the strange cannon was, but he could feel its threatening...