"I am willing to make a deal with you."
The Ice Dragon King's face twisted, numerous blood threads emerged from its skin, wriggling like maggots. Its expression was dejected, as if accepting its fate.
Chu Yi clicked for extraction, a grin spreading across his lips:
"A deal? I am not interested. Even your life belongs to the Emperor."
"Haha, you hesitate to strike, afraid that I still have some card up my sleeve?"
The Ice Dragon King saw through Chu Yi's thoughts. Though weakened, it was once a grand legend, its bones losing most power, yet still harboring an unpredictable terror of causality.
Right when the Ice Dragon King mentioned the Dragon King's treasure hidden in the Beast Taming Realm, its dragon head paused because Chu Yi, while listening, triggered the time domain and drew the Ghost-slaying Sword, slicing through the moment it foresaw danger.
Indeed, Chu Yi erased the time where the Ice Dragon King predicted its peril.
