บท 929: Son of Heaven

"Lord of the Void, your fate today will be death!"

Fang Yuan's expression was firm like unmoving ice. He directed the Creation Sword Array with the Extinction peculiarity, and multiple layers of swords circled ominously.

Finally, the Void Giant began to shrink. At the very end, it reduced to an earthworm and started to recite a curse. "Dream Demon, I curse you… I will return from the depths of the void to take revenge!"

"No matter how quick you are, it'll be ten thousand years before you resurrect. When the time comes, there's no way I'll be afraid of you!"

Fang Yuan laughed coldly.

How long had he been cultivating?

Ten thousand years would be more than enough for him to advance to a higher realm.

But for now, this Lord of the Void was his biggest problem.

Rumble!

The Creation Sword Array merged into one again. After a loud explosion, everything returned to normal.