บท 595: Whack-A-Mole
บรรณาธิการ: Henyee Translations
The moment the Guan King Blade shattered, Venerable Ox of the West broke out in a cold sweat as he realized that this wasn't an opponent that he could challenge.
Staring at this scene, Zhenyuan frowned. Since becoming a Venerated Immortal, he actually hardly ever fought any battles except in his feud with his own inner demon Wind Spirit. It could be said that in the last one hundred years, apart from fighting with Wind Spirit, he hadn't come into contact with anyone else.
The demon gods of the demon world, and furthermore the demon gods of the inner four territories, should already be the strongest here except for Demon Saint, but the feeling Zhenyuan got could be described in two words: very weak…
In three words: very, very weak…
ของขวัญ
-- ได้รับของขวัญแล้ว สถานะพลังงานรายสัปดาห์
-- การจัดอันดับด้วยพลัง 
-- หินพลัง