Li Mu Yang desperately blocked it, but he still found it difficult to withstand that gigantic Jing Ni Sword.
The blade advanced inch by inch, piercing through his Cloud Robe, through his flesh, and into the region of his heart. With the Priestess Xie Yue's ability, all she needed to do was flick the tip of the sword, and a hot, throbbing heart would leap out.
"Li Mu Yang, you never thought you'd die like this, did you?" The blade was cold, and the Priestess Xie Yue's voice was even colder. "Everyone says the dragon race loves eating human hearts and livers, but I've always wanted to taste dragon heart and dragon liver myself. I'm afraid that throughout the vast Divine Land, not even the emperors and generals, the Starry Sky Experts, or even the Lord of the Abyss have ever had such an opportunity, right?"
"Don't even think about it!" Li Mu Yang gripped the Jing Ni Sword tightly with both hands, trying to push the blade out of his chest. However, even after exhausting all his strength, he still found it difficult to resist the mighty Sword Qi carried by the Jing Ni Sword.
Because Li Mu Yang's hands were gripping the blade so tightly, they were instead wounded by its sharp edge. All ten of his fingers were cut open, leaving only the bones intact as blood poured forth like a breached dyke.
The blade continued forward, its tip continuing to sink in.
Li Mu Yang could feel the sword tip drawing closer and closer to his heart.
"Li Mu Yang, you're truly pitiful. Your fate is beset by misfortune, and the whole world is your enemy. Everyone attacks you, everyone wants to kill you. In the end, you're going to die at the hands of the