Suddenly, a hollow sound echoed, and Yang Tian immediately realized he shouldn't raise his hand to block it.
It happened right there, but it left Yang Tian slightly surprised.
Because the feeling of this attack was entirely different from the gods' attacks before.
When he fixed his gaze, he was startled to find that the one attacking him wasn't a maggot, but an old man with white hair.
"Wang Tianrui!"
Yang Tian immediately frowned, for this old man was none other than someone who had been killed by a katana atop the Purple Cloud Peak—once the overseas-first King!
But now, Wang Tianrui's strength had ascended to a level surpassing the divine, on par with the early days of Yang Tianyuan's power!
"Heh heh! Boy, it's this old man here. I've returned from the depths of hell to seek my revenge!"
Wang Tianrui grinned maliciously, his voice reverberating like thunder.
Yang Tian, though perplexed, immediately dodged.
