The statue of sacred light was stunned; he had never thought that he would fail. Whether he wished to admit it or not, this confrontation had ended in his defeat. He stared at Xiao Qiang, yet there wasn't the slightest change on the face formed by the gathered light; he merely looked coldly at Xiao Qiang, and seemed to have grown angrier.
"Boy, you are so shallow, therefore you have no right to discuss these matters with me. Whether it's light or darkness, their fundamental purpose is slaughter; that's the true essence of power. The sanctity of light lies in its strength; only the most powerful strength is the most sacred strength!" He looked at Xiao Qiang and spoke bluntly. At this moment, another beam of light began to appear in his hand, shining deeply.
The instant Xiao Qiang saw this light, his soul began to tremble violently.
