"Damn it!"
"You came with an avatar. If you died, you died, but I came here in person this time!"
"Easy for you to say when you're not the one in danger!"
Wang Ye cursed loudly!
Everyone knew this was a life-or-death deal. An avatar definitely could not stand against someone like the Great Emperor of the North Pole, so naturally, they had to roll up their sleeves and go in person!
If he really couldn't beat him and ended up dying here, then so be it.
"Mm, I'll prepare you a fine feast."
"Quit talking nonsense."
"Go!"
Seeing that the Great Emperor of the North Pole had already appeared within sight, Lu Qing suddenly shouted.
Wang Ye could only sigh helplessly as he gripped the Ghost Messenger Blade and went to meet him.
"Brother, there's no grudge between us."
"If I try to kill you, I might not be able to."
"And it won't be easy for you to kill me either."
"Rather than fighting to the death and exhausting ourselves for nothing, why not set out some tea and have a drink together?"
"We can part on good terms, right?"
Hope filled Wang Ye's eyes as he asked cautiously.
Naturally, the response he received was the Great Emperor of the North Pole's icy gaze and intense killing intent.
"Retreat, or... die."
His voice carried supreme majesty. Even though Wang Ye possessed strength at the level of the Six Imperials, the Great Emperor of the North Pole still looked down upon him.
"Do you really think every one of the Six Imperials stands on the same level?"
"In my eyes, you are merely a slightly stronger ant."
The Great Emperor of the North Pole spoke with faint ridicule. His gaze gradually sharpened, and the sky darkened. Lightning flashed and