Thirteen's Brilliant Feint of Death

Bai He had come within a hair's breadth of destroying all of the Light Dust Source Soup, but he forcibly held himself back.

He held back not because there were still too many breeding grounds here that he had yet to harvest, but because he did not want the woman before him to die too easily.

He exhausted every method at his disposal to torture her.

To that end, Bai He even opened up a small universe of his own, making her endlessly cycle between life and death.

Even if he resorted to the most extreme measures and scattered her soul to the winds, the remaining imprint of her soul could return through reincarnation, carrying all the memories and pain she had endured before.

He wanted her to regret it—to regret it from the bottom of her heart—and then continue suffering for trillions upon trillions of years amid that regret. He wanted her unable to live, unable to die, despairing for all eternity!

She had kept smiling.

So he wanted to see just how long she could keep that smile up.

And then came the future you had foreseen.

Only two days passed in the hell he had forged before the Desolate Fruit emerged.

Bai He had put all his attention into tormenting that woman, so he casually teleported over, slapped the target to death, then immediately rushed back to Frost Snow Heaven.

Because of the trauma of having his belly filled with shit, he was now extremely averse to coming into contact with the outside world. He twisted the space around himself and filtered it through Dao Laws; at most, only sound and color could reach him, while everything else was shut out.

Yun Shou: "...What a ruthless bastard."

That woman had indeed been formidable. She had dared to