"Oh, really? You gave up your humanity to become this...thing. Let me help you be free then!"
A glimpse of a killing intent flashed across the corner of the old Taoist's mouth.
This creature had entirely annihilated its humanity, and was driven solely by hatred. It was nothing more than a killing machine.
If such a being existed in Huaxia, it would only pose a threat to its people.
So, it was better to help it find liberation now!
The next moment, the small flame in his palm shot straight towards Shen Bowen!
It landed on his chest.
Seeing such a tiny flame, Shen Bowen sneered continuously, "Old fart, have you run out of tricks? Do you really think this spark could start a prairie fire? Dream on!"
His eyes spurted chilling glints, and a strange power fluctuated around him, his body bursting forth with an intense killing intent!
The spikes in his fingers bizarrely enlarged, transforming into one large blade after another!
Bloodthirsty blades!
"Die!"