The surroundings were dead silent.
Wu Xiaode looked toward the center of the arena.
Unfortunately, that huge glass vessel had been completely covered by gray fluid once again.
Wu Xiaode nonchalantly withdrew his gaze.
Huilan.
My Xia Huilan.
Watch me tear all this trash apart.
Let me lead you from this moment into the future.
It can only be me.
—Because I can't guarantee what anyone else will do after they awaken you.
At this moment, a line from the Jiuyao Sequence appeared in the Void:
"This mysterious life possesses a treasure, of certain value. Hope you don't waste it."
It was similar to when he killed Emperor Bai.
However, the difference was—
The man's head had already been smashed by a punch from Wu Xiaode.
This line was somewhat redundant.
Wu Xiaode looked at the glowing words, expressionlessly lifted the headless corpse.
"Not wasting at all."
A smile reappeared on his face as he sincerely explained:
