"Kill you... I... I'm going to kill you all!!!"
I clutched my lungs, but my voice had become hoarse beyond measure. Blood sprayed uncontrollably whenever I spoke, and my hands were nearly immobile from the spasms. After expending tremendous effort, I finally managed to shake another Dragon Soul Immortal Herb out of my hidden pouch. I crawled through the snow and bit down on it.
Xiao Ruizi watched me with icy coldness, while the long-haired man remained expressionless, as though he were a wooden carving. His finger moved to the right side of my lungs again. This time, the violent pain left my mind blank for a moment, and I could barely breathe. The left lung had yet to be rebuilt by the Dragon Soul Immortal Herb, yet the right side was already wracked by boundless agony.
"Kill... kill, kill, kill, kill..." My eyes rolled upward uncontrollably. The pain of having my organs subjected to slow dismemberment made me want to black out several times, but another force belonging to the Dragon Soul Immortal Herb kept me conscious.
Let me die! Let me die! I screamed inwardly. No human could endure this kind of heart-cutting and lung-hollowing torture. The pain had far exceeded the limits of my willpower!
With a whoosh, a flying sword shot straight over, yet the long-haired man did not even acknowledge it. He merely tilted his head and avoided the golden light. Then he thrust out a hand. With a thunderous boom, Yanner behind him was blasted to nothing!
Yanner emerged from the Blood Cloud Coffin, yet she could not withstand even one move from the enemy. My eyes bulged wide, disappointment twisting my face. They couldn't win, so why did these beasts still remain in this world? Why were immortals so heartless?
The Ghost Immortal