Li Tianming had already cracked open this "coconut." All they needed to do was slowly strip away, merge, and digest Yuwen Zhulin's Illusory God and the Heavenly Mandate he had gained after his Order evolved. "Aaaahhh—!"
The purpose of keeping it fresh was to preserve the integrity of the Illusory God and Heavenly Mandate. But that meant Yuwen Zhulin would die slowly, and die in even greater agony.
"Don't do this! Just give me a quick death!" Yuwen Zhulin shrieked.
Weisheng Moran remained expressionless, while Li Tianming lounged leisurely and said, "I came to this world to rule everything. You defied me and even wanted my life. Of course I have to use you to kill a chicken and warn the monkeys."
"But there aren't even any monkeys watching now!" Yuwen Zhulin wailed miserably.
"They can't see it now, but they will in the future," Li Tianming said flatly.
And that flatness was, without doubt, the final blow for Yuwen Zhulin.
Next came the splitting of his Illusory God, the shattering of the Heavenly Mandate particles within his Astral God Origin, and the collapse of his Heavenly Mandate. These devastating blows arrived side by side, leaving Yuwen Zhulin's already hole-riddled divine soul utterly fragmented.
Thus, he could no longer curse or scream. He could only whimper like a wild dog that had fallen into the water, dying amid the despair of a slow death.
"I... somehow feel he's a little pitiful," Weisheng Moran said, unable to quite bear it.
"He lived for five hundred thousand years. He's lived enough." Li Tianming looked at her, then added, "You were never born to be merciful."
She understood that too. It was just that after so much time had passed, she was a little unaccustomed to it.
After all, the few hundred years