Its character, its experiences, made it prefer death over ever bowing its head!
"Ah!!! A single thought blooms into flowers, under the Evil God, I reign over the world! My Prosperous Flowers Blooming can engulf the countless souls south of the Yangtze River. Today, I dare to see if I can end you, Wolf Lord!"
Amidst the near-mad howls of the Evil Mandrake, a vast black radiance burst forth from its body, directly blasting Su Lin away!
It must be said, the Evil Mandrake is a true Tianjiao!
From the upheaval of heaven and earth until now, it has merely been a decade or so!
Yet with nothing more than a creature of this current age, it has achieved such heights and strength, even surpassing the residual souls of humanoid shadows. It has every reason to be proud!
Perhaps even the Godspeed Golden Eagle, giving its all, might still fall before the Evil Mandrake in South China.
