"I, I... You, you..."
The Netherworld Emperor couldn't even form a complete sentence. The light in his eyes grew dimmer and dimmer; it looked like he wouldn't last much longer. With his insides completely shredded, it was a miracle he could speak at all.
SQUELCH!
Yi Tianyun viciously yanked out the Celestial Dragon Divine Sword. The Netherworld Emperor's body fell with a thud, crashing heavily to the ground. Yi Tianyun had no leisure to exchange words, and even less interest in talking to a tyrant.
THUD...
The Netherworld Emperor lay on the ground, unable to utter another word as his life force rapidly drained away. At this rate, death was certain. A Great Emperor of a generation had died at his hands, and a Spirit King Stage expert at that. It was a shocking tale to tell.
