"Devouring Heaven Demon Skill?"
Tai Yin's gaze sharpened, his voice tinged with a hint of surprise.
"This Zhao Siji knows the Devouring Heaven Demon Skill?"
Inhaling and exhaling, repairing his damaged body, Taiyang Daoist's eyes grew solemn as he watched Zhao Siji, who resembled a king among heavenly stars.
"The qi is very similar, but combined with Qi Sanhua's words that he drained the Jade Consort, at the very least it is a demonic skill of the same nature as the Devouring Heaven Demon Skill."
Using the oppressive power Zhao Siji pressured down from the front, Taiyang Daoist personally felt the vast and terrifying power emanating from him.
This Zhao Siji's strength, perhaps, is stronger than Wu Pingchuan and the other three combined.
"We can't win in a direct confrontation; we must delay him until the main body arrives."
Just from a collision of auras, Taiyang Daoist understood that the three of them were no match for Zhao Siji.
