"Ah! It's been so long since I've seen a living thing. But thinking that you're about to die does make me a little sad."
"There's nothing in this damn place. Even if I planted flowers, they'd die."
"But if I preserved your corpse properly, I should be able to grow living flowers from it, right?"
"Or perhaps I should forget it and spare your life... But I hate life... What should I do, then? Leave you half-dead!"
The man seemed deeply troubled. As he spoke, he actually began conversing with himself like a madman.
Watching this scene, Gu Hui frowned. He finally understood why this thing had been sealed here.
If the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had been sealed because of its inherently violent nature, then this thing was the very embodiment of death. Judging by the dense death aura surrounding him, no living creature would likely survive wherever he went.
Of course, that was his nature. It could not be changed. He represented death itself—how could he possibly change?
Looking at the muttering man, Gu Hui did not know whether to attack or wait a little longer.
"I've decided. It's better to slaughter you." The man smiled, baring his white teeth. Then he spread his hands, and the terrifying death aura around him suddenly gathered toward him. The pitch-black sea of death abruptly surged into waves.
Terrifying energy gathered around the man, and his aura rapidly soared. In an instant, it reached Dou Saint, then Six-Star, Seven-Star, Eight-Star, Nine-Star... Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint, and then...
"Huh! Some of my power has disappeared? Whatever, it's enough." The man seemed somewhat puzzled, but quickly recovered. He looked at Gu Hui with a faint smile. "Kid, I'll give you a chance. Attack first and kill me... or... be killed by me!"
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