Long Xiaoyao's Death, Mo Yan Gets Another Effortless Win

Long Xiaoyao had never imagined that his death would be so humiliating.

A Limit Douluo who had once dominated the continent was now like a toy at the mercy of others, his limbs torn off one by one by the aloof woman before him.

Each dismemberment came with bone-deep cold and excruciating pain, yet her power kept him restrained, unable even to pass out. All he could do was watch helplessly as his body became increasingly incomplete.

In the end, only a head remained, lying alone on the frigid floor. The wound at his neck had long since frozen over, and not even blood could flow from it.

"Any last words?" Long Yaoqing toyed with the small, fully formed ice sphere at her fingertips. Her ice-blue eyes looked down at Long Xiaoyao on the floor, her tone as calm as if she were asking about some trivial matter.

Long Xiaoyao's eyes were already filled with thick despair. He simply could not believe that he would meet his death in such a humiliating manner.

Even in death, Mu En had died gloriously protecting Shrek Academy. Yet he himself had been torn to pieces like a clown. What a laughable ending.

"Looks like you have no last words." Long Yaoqing gave Long Xiaoyao three seconds. Seeing that he merely glared at her and could not utter a word for a long while, she stopped wasting time. The ice sphere at her fingertips glimmered faintly.

Just as she was about to end Long Xiaoyao's life for good, just as she had torn apart his limbs, the head on the ground suddenly let out a hoarse, crazed laugh. "Hahahaha... Shrek Academy won't let you off! Ancestor Tang San won't let off the gods behind you either! Even as a ghost, I, Long Xiaoyao, will