"A Divine King? You're nothing special!"
Hong Yu threw his head back and laughed, dark golden flames erupting from his body, making him look like a Flame Giant.
He suddenly dove down, his hand clamping around the Snake King's neck like a steel pincer, and slowly lifted him up.
The Snake King's body was covered in grievous injuries; he couldn't move anything but his head.
He stared at Hong Yu with venomous fury. "You bastard, don't get cocky. One day, you will die at the hands of my North and South Divine City!"
"Who I'll die at the hands of is anyone's guess, but I know for a fact that you will die at mine!" Hong Yu said indifferently.
This Snake King's methods were insidious and cruel.
Letting him go would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains—it would only lead to endless trouble in the future!
