บท 227: Chapter 223: Is this little brat still alive?

Outside Pingjiang City, two experts of the Sacrificial Ghost Sect died by Zhou Dao's hand, collapsing stiffly in the wilderness.

Especially Chi Yabai, who himself had a True Fire Eighth Layer cultivation, with a very high status; even Yuan Shaoqing would have to call him Uncle Master when meeting him.

Unfortunately, in front of Zhou Dao, he was nothing more than a corpse.

Zhou Dao didn't even look at them, he walked to Husky, stooping over to check his injuries.

The gruesome wound was emitting a cold black gas, and Husky's eyes were hazy, as if he had not yet struggled free from the [Lust Robbery].

"Break the barrier!" Zhou Dao shouted softly, chanting the ''Minor Thunder Origin Sutra'', causing his divine soul to shake, like a great star hanging from the sky, illuminating the heavens.

Husky let out a low, mournful whimper, and his eyes cleared up a bit.

"Damn it all..." Husky gnashed his teeth and instinctively cursed.