"You deserve a thousand deaths."
That voice was immensely magnetic, akin to heavenly music, yet as it drifted into the youth's ears now, it felt like a funeral bell.
"Spare my life, King of Hell! Spare my life, King of Hell! I'll never dare do it again, never dare do it again."
The youth knew that no one could possibly be the King of Hell's opponent. He was not, and even the lord he spoke of was likely not either. Those who angered the King of Hell were left with only a single path to death.
This was an eternal, unchanging law of the ancient Twelve Domains! Yet they were worse than a stray dog!
Before absolute power, they were mere ants.
"Don't be so nervous. I won't kill you." Ling Yun spoke with a smile, his bewitching black eyes squinted in amusement.
The youth tremblingly raised his head, his tear-stained face covered in a bedraggled mess, and stammered dazedly, "R-Really...?"
Ling Yun chuckled lightly. "To be precise, I won't kill you easily."
"No, no, no..."
The green-robed man abruptly widened his eyes, frantically using his hands and feet in an attempt to flee this Asura Hell, but before he could successfully turn around, he was already hoisted into the air by an invisible force!
"Qianqian, Beibei, cover your eyes. Don't listen to the sounds, and absolutely must not peek."
"Huh...?"
Although the two little ones did not understand, they still obeyed Ling Yun's words. Thinking that Ling Yun was about to perform some kind of magic trick right now, they were obedient to a fault.
"No! Don't kill me! I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong..."
The youth wailed and cried bitter tears. Had he known those two children were the daughters of the King