The Dark Emperor spoke calmly, his eyes fixed tightly on Ye Xiwen as though he wanted to frighten him into retreating.
Ye Xiwen remained expressionless. How could he fail to see that the Dark Emperor was trying to force him back with words? Given the Dark Emperor's condition, unless he had no other choice, he absolutely would not want to fight. Setting aside whether he could defeat Ye Xiwen, the eruption of his own injuries alone would be enough to kill him.
Anyone else might have been frightened away. The Dark Emperor alone was one thing, but with the other Dark Clan Emperors gathered here, unless one was a top expert of the Eighth Stage, one would truly be dead beyond doubt.
"Are you still waiting for the Dark Shadow Emperor Lord and the others? Then I can tell you that there is no need to wait, because they are all dead!"
Ye Xiwen spoke with an icy expression.
"What?" The Dark Emperor's expression finally changed. The composure he had maintained all along could no longer be sustained, because he had heard terrifying news.
Every trump card he had relied on rested upon the Dark Shadow Emperor Lord and the others being able to return swiftly. But conversely, if the Dark Shadow Emperor Lord could not return in time, then the current situation would undoubtedly become terrible in the extreme.
"They all died on the Light Holy Mountain, slaughtered by my own hand. So stop harboring any illusions of luck!" Ye Xiwen said indifferently.
The Dark Emperor's expression grew colder still, murderous intent flashing through his eyes. "Are you trying to provoke me? Trying to make me fight you with everything I have?"
"That's right!"
Ye Xiwen did not deny it. He could have kept this from the Dark Emperor,