One of You Won't Get Away!

As Dai Long summoned the last of his strength to read the final line of the Imperial Edict, the voice carrying his final will seemed to drain away the last of his vitality.

The light in his eyes went out like a candle in the wind. The bloodstained, bright-yellow Imperial Edict slipped from his limp fingers.

Cold!! That was Dai Long's final thought.

The gaping wound in his chest now seemed like a bottomless black hole, sucking the last of his warmth and consciousness from his body.

Dai Long's body crashed heavily to the ground.

At the same time, the demons realized their bodies were beginning to convulse uncontrollably.

Before long, their flesh began to decay and rot at a visible pace.

Their dark skin, once harder than steel, and their knotted muscles seemed to have been splashed with invisible acid. Foul-smelling yellow-green pustules rapidly bubbled up, then vast patches of flesh blackened and dissolved.

A pungent stench instantly filled the air, a hundred times stronger than the reek of the filthiest sewer mixed with the acrid smell of burning sulfur.

"No! Aah!!"

One demon, standing closest to the Imperial Edict, felt the power draining from him and his life slipping away at a terrifying rate. Instinctively, he struggled to lunge forward and destroy the edict.

But after taking only a single small step, he seemed to use up the last of the balance and cohesion holding his broken demonic body together.

Squish! Squish, squish!

As he staggered, his left arm, barely held on by viscous demonic blood, tore free from his shoulder and dropped heavily onto the charred, sticky ground, landing with a string of wet, sickeningly sticky thuds.

Watching the demons' bodies rot away, Xiao Ran immediately understood what was going on.

As the saying went, it was