Once the arrow left the bowstring, there was no taking it back. That was precisely Xuan Ku's situation now.
He had once had countless chances to kill Su Xin, but he had squandered them all. Now, this was his final opportunity. He could not give up, nor was he allowed to.
Gathering the strength of four Divine Bridge Realm warriors to kill Su Xin, Xuan Ku had previously believed the matter was foolproof. Yet, as expected, the White Lotus Holy Mother and Ying Qiange's concerns had not been misplaced. Su Xin was not so easily killed. For someone like him, even if he were truly slain on the spot, who knew when he might return again through some bizarre secret art.
But even with the Monster Race's five great monster kings before him, they still could not stop Xuan Ku's resolve to kill Su Xin.
Since Xuan Ku stood here today, there could only be two outcomes: either he killed Su Xin, or Su Xin killed him. There was no third choice.
A Divine Bridge Realm warrior with the will to die was terrifying. At this moment, Xuan Ku was even more frightening than he had been in White Emperor City, when Su Xin, still in the True Martial Realm, had faced him as a Divine Bridge Realm warrior.
Because back then, Xuan Ku had reservations, attachments, and ambitions to advance even further upon the path of martial arts.
But now, Xuan Ku had neither attachments nor burdens. The only thing on his mind was taking Su Xin's life!
Su Xin said to the Silver-Winged Wolf King in a grave voice, "Help me hold back Jiang Yuanzhen and the others. Remember, don't let them kill anyone from my Northwest Circuit."
The Silver-Winged Wolf King snorted coldly. "Got it. Our Monster