The voice filled with murderous intent still lingered in the air, when the Death God Scythe in Brother Ouyang's hand suddenly slashed through the void, sweeping towards Li Chen.
Li Chen's figure flashed in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Seeing his strike miss, Brother Ouyang immediately changed his move in mid-air.
But at this moment:
A soul-stirring dragon roar suddenly shook the void.
Glancing to the side, he saw a golden dragon shadow rushing towards him with claws and fangs bared.
Brother Ouyang was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out, and he staggered back repeatedly.
"Is this a Dragon Soul?"
He never expected that within Li Chen's Divine Weapon, there lay a True Dragon Soul.
Could it be the legends about Dragon Head Mountain are true?
Thinking this, Brother Ouyang looked towards Li Chen with a fiery gaze.
"Boy, obediently hand over your Divine Weapon to me. I might spare your life; otherwise, I'll make your life a living hell!"
