With a crack, the fissures on the Azure Ox Stone grew denser. Sima Qianyu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the bluestone before him red.
He struggled to rise, only to find every meridian in his body wracked with agony. His internal organs had also suffered a severe shock, and more than half of his Martial King Realm inner strength had nearly collapsed.
Lowering his head, he looked at his chest. There was a wound so deep that bone was visible, blood continuously pouring from it and dyeing his crimson Flying Fish Robe an ever deeper shade.
Hua Chongyang slowly landed. He was panting heavily, and the wounds on his body throbbed faintly, but his eyes were filled with a smug, vicious grin.
He raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Sima Qianyu sprawled over the Azure Ox Stone, and said in a voice as cold as a venomous snake, "With strength like this, you still wanted to arrest me? Wouldn't it have been better to stay alive?"
Sima Qianyu glared fixedly at Hua Chongyang, his eyes full of unwillingness and fury, yet he no longer had the strength to get up.
Hahahahaha!
Hua Chongyang burst into triumphant laughter, then swept his gaze over the other Imperial Guards as though a hunter were looking at prey.
He still said arrogantly, "Since you already know what This Venerable One has done, This Venerable One cannot spare you. All of you, go die!
"Remember this: when you enter the Yellow Springs, the one you should hate is Sima Qianyu. If not for him, you would not have had to die today!"
The Imperial Guards looked at Hua Chongyang, their faces pale, their eyes filled with wariness and fear, mixed with anger and