They knew full well that the Chan Teachings would never stand by and watch Ji Chang meet his end. This man was the most crucial piece for prying open the chess game of the realm; used well, he could even draw in the Jie Sect and overturn the entire situation in the Primordial Wilderness.
Ji Chang was in a wretched state. His head was clamped tightly in place, with only his neck exposed. His breath was faint, his life hanging by a thread. With death already upon him, what was there left to fear?
He stared at the burly executioner advancing step by step, then suddenly threw back his head and roared, "Dog Emperor Di Xin!"
"If Heaven does not end me today, then one day I will trample your Shang Dynasty realm flat and hang your corpse from Chaoge's city gates!"
"If I cannot escape this calamity today, then I will become a vengeful ghost and malevolent spirit, haunt you for the rest of your life, and make sure you die a miserable death!"
Above in the Star-Plucking Tower, Di Xin naturally heard every word clearly, yet he did not so much as raise an eyelid.
Why should he take the ravings of a dying man to heart?
"The hour has come. Execute him at once!"
A stern shout exploded from beneath the Star-Plucking Tower.
Before the words had faded, the executioner moved. He tipped back his head and swallowed a mouthful of strong liquor, then sprayed another mouthful across the bronze saber. The blade flashed as he raised his arm and chopped down at Ji Chang's neck!
Shhk!
Before the blade could fall, the man's body suddenly stiffened. Then he crashed to the ground as a jet of blood shot forth.
The officials present were dumbstruck. Someone actually