Cold War Emperor's complexion was both unsightly and terrified. His voice trembled and shivered, and in a very shaky tone he said, "Impossible! You clearly took the Soul Suppressing Nail, your soul cannot have broken free—you should have suffered devastating damage!"
Seeing that Ling Yun was completely fine, he could not believe this result.
A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Ling Yun's mouth: "You overestimate yourself far too much. Don't you even know what kind of worthless trash you are?"
"This old man doesn't believe it... You must be at the end of your rope, just putting up a stubborn front." Cold War Emperor shook his head wildly, a grim and chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"I'll kill you all... Your children! Your woman, die... die..."
This old man had gone mad. His wild hair fluttered as he repeatedly pounded the ground with his fists.
Yet...
What kind of place was this?
It was Ling Yun's absolute spatial domain!
No matter how desperately he struck, it was impossible to get out. Only by calming down could he think of a way to escape, but he had already gone mad. If he could not beat Ling Yun, he would never get out for the rest of his life.
Ling Yun's terrifying might erupted, directly pressing down on the maddened Cold War Emperor's body so that he could barely move. Even if the adversary wanted to channel a stronger power, it was impossible to achieve.
Gazing at Cold War Emperor, Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a frigid and piercing chill. His figure flickered in and out of sight as he fiercely exerted force with one foot.
He stomped Cold War Emperor hard enough to send a mouthful of blood spewing forth, his face twisting in a