With life and death resting on a single thought from his opponent, Baitan's wolf eyes reddened at the end of the road. He threw back his head and let out an unwilling roar. "I regret it!"
Great Wind: Wolf Howl, Icy Sever!
An ice wolf leaped from the Great Shang Dust Shadow. Its claws whistled through the air and severed Baitan's head!
Even a half-saint as powerful as Baitan gradually lost his life force. Xu Kun grabbed the frozen wolf head with one hand, his expression unchanged.
The next moment, heaven and earth lost their color. Though Baitan had not entered sainthood, he had already reached the pinnacle beneath the Saint realm. Now that he had died, heaven and earth mourned for him!
For a moment, all wolves fell silent!
Baitan's death shook every direction, and four prying gazes descended upon the area.
Xu Kun, holding Baitan's head, struggled to raise his own. The boundless aura of the Saint Dao made his heart pound violently!
"Kun of the Human Race?"
The ancient-sounding whisper shook Xu Kun's mind.
Xu Kun bared his teeth in a grin. "This junior, Xu Kun, greets the Four Saints of Wuhuan!"
"You have some nerve, entering the heartland of Wuhuan. Today is the day you die!"
Xu Kun was not moved in the slightest. He merely said, "Saints are not to enter the fray. That is the Myriad Races Agreement. Moreover, the Dragon Race and the Black Tortoise Race previously violated it, and our Azure God of the Human Race issued a divine decree to punish them!"
"Xu Kun stands here. If the Four Saints of Wuhuan wish to take this junior's life, feel free to act!"
"After I die, the entire wolf race will be buried with me!"
"Come on, kill me!"
Facing the Four