Chiyou's eyes turned cold, a glint of frost flashed across his belly.
His sharp fangs were exposed.
The two stood face to face, one holding an axe, the other a knife, equally matched in aura.
Chiyou stared at Ao Tian, suddenly speaking:
"Boy, you're happy too soon. Restored to my original state, the strength of my entire body is enhanced!"
"Enlarged, my strength increases, but my physical defense decreases."
"Back then, you all couldn't break through my defense, let alone now?"
Upon hearing this, Ao Tian's expression changed abruptly.
Looking at Chiyou's coal-black skin, which also glowed faintly, an ominous feeling arose in his heart.
However, he forcibly suppressed it, his face showing a nonchalant expression:
"Stop spouting nonsense, headless corpse, if you've got the guts, come kill your grandfather!"
Here, what Ao Tian was saying is come kill him, not how Ao Tian was going to deal with Chiyou.
