The fragrance of earth seeped into Heart Swallowing Young Master's nose and mouth.
Even the injuries Yan Luo had inflicted seemed far less painful than the soil gradually filling his throat.
"Fight back!"
"Can't you understand human speech?"
Yang Shan's questions struck Heart Swallowing Young Master's heart like iron hammers, blow after blow.
The Quasi-Emperors who had witnessed Heart Swallowing Young Master's miserable state through the light screen could no longer remain calm.
Yang Shan...
Wasn't he the Ancient Clan's son-in-law?
Why were his methods even more horrifying than those of the Soul Clan?
Everyone turned to look at the Soul Clan's old patriarch, Hun Shengtian.
Hun Shengtian gave an awkward laugh. "Don't all look at this old man. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner and Dark Soul Mist are indeed Dou Techniques of my Soul Clan, but those other methods aren't!"
Severing Heaven Blade Saint stood with his hands on his hips, looking rather smug. "Forget the other methods. I taught him that blade technique! I did!"
A flash of delight crossed Yellow Springs Quasi-Emperor's eyes. "Senior Ten Thousand Souls, your eye for talent is truly exceptional. This successor is genuinely outstanding!"
Watching Heart Swallowing Young Master get pinned to the ground and hacked apart, Zhu Kun felt utterly refreshed. "Hey! You old bastard, why don't you take back that light screen? Watching the best seedling of your clan get tortured like this with your own eyes—I almost feel sorry for you!"
Before Heart Heaven Quasi-Emperor could reply, Spirit Devouring Ghost Quasi-Emperor, who had remained silent all this time, said coldly, "Ignorant fools! Heart Swallowing is invincible among those of the same realm. Do you think that reputation was just bragging? When the brightest rising star of your Dou Qi Continent dies later, don't cry!"
Zhu Kun gritted his teeth.