Provocation! Contempt!

His body suddenly sank as he tried to use an assassin's burrowing technique to escape underground!

But Ye Chuxue's ice powers had already frozen the ground into a solid layer.

His technique struck the ice like it had hit an iron wall, and he was thrown back.

"Third strike."

Luo Yiyi's voice rang through the night wind.

A silver-white sword flash swept past once more.

Ying Sha's head flew into the air.

His body hung rigid for an instant before crashing to the ground. Black blood gushed from his severed neck, staining the gray-white earth ink-black.

Luo Yiyi sheathed her sword, turned, and looked at you.

"Two."

That was all she said.

You nodded.

From luring them out to killing them, less than an incense stick's time had passed.

Two Immortal Emperor Supremes, one after the other, had died on this land polluted by the Weird for ten thousand years.

The Divine Silkworm War King emerged from the shadows, dusted off his robe, and walked over to Ying Sha's corpse. He nudged it with the tip of his foot.

"An assassin."

He curled his lip.

"Old Silkworm despises assassins most of all."

"They can't win face-to-face, so they hide in the dark and stab people in the back."

"Weren't you hiding in the dark and stabbing people in the back too?"

Situ Hao Yue looked at him from atop her Dragon Beast.

The Divine Silkworm War King rolled his eyes.

"What Old Silkworm did was tactics, not stabbing people in the back."

"It's different."

"How is it different?"

"Old Silkworm leaves his name after the stabbing. Assassins don't."

The Divine Silkworm War King unhooked the wine flask from his waist and took a swig.

"Old Silkworm is called the Divine Silkworm War King. What are they called?"

"Ying Sha?"

"Who's