Xu Nian held the sword in one hand and Kui Mountain's demon core in the other, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
In that instant, everyone around fell silent, not daring to make a sound.
Especially the two great demon kings, who now felt a chill down their spines, drenched in cold sweat.
After all, they had betrayed Xu Nian once; with Xu Nian's strength, killing them would be effortless.
Even Kui Mountain had been sliced in half by him, and the scale armor which could match a top-grade spiritual artifact proved so fragile against Xu Nian.
Now facing Xu Nian's gaze, an intense fear instinctively rose deep within their hearts.
"Let me go, please let me go, I'll do anything!" Kui Mountain's voice came pleading from within the spirit core.
Xu Nian slightly smiled, feeling a suction force emanating from his hand.
Instantly, he absorbed the soul origin inside Kui Mountain's spirit core.
"No..."
