"Bastard!!"
Atop a building's roof, the old eunuch's ragged figure materialized, his eyes filled with icy murderous intent and venomous hatred as he stared at the rapidly retreating Demon Hawk in the sky.
"Dongfang Bubai! Black Wind Village Chief! And that one who produced the Golden Dragon must be an expert from the Beggar Gang! All of you just wait for me, once my Divine Skill reaches Great Success, I will make sure you get what's coming to you."
The old eunuch gritted his teeth with rage, and the peculiar aura of Yin and Yang Qi surged across his face, slightly distorting and disordering the air around him.
But in the next moment, his complexion turned red, a sweetness in his throat resulted in a cough of fresh blood, dark and twisted like little snakes, blood began to flow from his nostrils, ears, and eyes, instantly twisting his features grotesquely.
