章 1191: Gong Gong Cowered

"Alright!"

A bright and strong voice came from the sky, while a man with a tall hat descended, coiled in sharp sword power streams and having his hands behind his back. Straight as a sword, this man stood right in front of Gong Gong.

A dense cloud floated upon this man’s head, within which, the hazy faces of countless human warriors could be seen. Resonant, passionate, earth-quaking roars could be heard from them. The man with a tall hat did nothing but stand still, hands behind his back. Yet, a strong power vibration could already be sensed from everywhere, which made everyone who saw him feel hard to breathe.

"Fiercer and fiercer," said Shennong with a chuckle.

"Slay him!" Candle Jiuyin’s voice sounded eviler and eviler, "I’m old, and I have poor sleep. Finally, I got a nice dream, but that lasted for only thousands of years before you kids woke me up…Cut him now, then I can go home. It’s not too late to continue my sweet dream."