Before the Thunder God Palace.
Wang Hao rolled up his sleeves and drew the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword, ready to settle his score with Chu Tianxuan.
If not for the badass title awarded by the system, he would have been overwhelmed by various sorrowful emotions, unable to extricate himself from those negative feelings, eventually becoming an emotionless, thoughtless puppet.
Plus, if it hadn't been for Little White's call, he wouldn't have found his way back.
Now that he had successfully returned, if he didn't properly calculate this account, then what face would he have to meet with the league of major villains?
At this moment, across the Thunder God Sea, Chu Tianxuan's eyes were wide open in disbelief, staring at the lively Wang Hao. He couldn't understand how, after being struck by his golden reincarnation, Wang Hao could still return alive!?
Even if Wang Hao had awakened the blood of the Divine Race, he couldn't resist his mutated Divine Skills, could he!?
