Netherworld, Kill!

Lai was frantic.

All he wanted was to escape. He did not need to run very far—so long as he reached somewhere he could send the news, he would naturally have no need to be this afraid.

But he was stunned to discover that although he was clearly running for his life, Lin Firmament had not pursued him. She even stood where she was, looking at him with a faint smile. Something's wrong!

Lai's heart jolted. He thought someone might intercept and kill him, but he found no one.

Just as he was barely beginning to relax, he suddenly lurched to a stop and stood rooted to the spot.

"How can this be?!"

He was dumbfounded.

At his speed, even though only a short time had passed, he should already have flown an extremely long distance! Yet when he looked around, he was still at the entrance to his lair, as though he had never moved a step. How the hell was that possible?!

He had clearly been flying the entire time!

Time and space!

After a brief moment of shock and bewilderment, Lai understood. He stopped flying wildly and turned to look at Lin Firmament, saying coldly, "You truly came prepared."

"Even time and space have been distorted. Not only can I not send the news out, I can't escape either?"

"I truly underestimated you."

"I..."

Whoosh!

Sword light shot into the heavens as Yuan Tu swept past, carrying an aura of slaughter.

Before Lai could finish speaking, before he could even express his stance, he was instantly decapitated. Even the last drop of his blood was sucked dry by Yuan Tu.

His divine soul was also completely annihilated. He was dead beyond dead!

"..."

The headless, dried corpse fell helplessly, only for Lin Firmament to slash it again,