Chapter 3889: Crushing Losses!

"Suppressed?" The Mad Spear God-Emperor said it like it was nothing, as if it did not matter in the slightest. Owen Su did not dare treat it that way. That was the Hundred-Battles Dao Puppet, refined from the corpse of a Dao Heavenly Venerate. He had just tasted its terrifying power firsthand. Those five blood-red divine swords alone… the second one had already slashed in to the point his body was nearly five percent damaged. He had not even dared to take the third head-on, let alone...