"HAHAHA, what the hell are you babbling about? What trap?"
"And you, this big brute—did you actually piss yourself from fear?"
"Do you have even the slightest dignity as a high-ranking demon? What trash..."
Sargeras mocked him without restraint, while lowering his gaze toward his hands.
It was a battle instinct honed through countless fights.
Though he claimed not to care, his body still reacted immediately to the abnormality it had detected.
Then, the smile on Sargeras's face froze.
Because he saw something he never wanted to see in his life!
The icy liquid staining his hands was not urine Li Yun had failed to hold back out of fear.
It was a strange, pitch-black liquid, thick and viscous like oil!
Like greedy leeches, it split into countless fine black threads and crazily burrowed into his skin!
"P-Profane Calamity Water?!"
Sargeras screamed in terror like a cat whose tail had been viciously stepped on.
He instinctively tried to separate his hands and fling away the terrifying liquid that seemed alive.
But the moment he loosened his grip, the sharp halberd tip shot toward his chest!
Only then did Sargeras realize that Li Yun, whom he had mocked and called trash just seconds ago, was still pressing down on him like a massive boulder!
Let go?
Then he could only wait for the halberd tip to pierce his chest and tear out his heart!
Keep struggling?
Then he could only wait for the Profane Calamity Water to burrow completely into his body, steal his Talent Abilities, and zero out his Four-Dimensional Attributes!
Either way, he was dead!
No wonder Li Yun had kept every one of his previous dozen attacks exactly the same, without changing a single movement...
It was to make him accustomed to it, to make him believe the