"Afraid of death?"
Hearing Dugu Bo's mocking retort, Ao Yin endured the excruciating pain coursing through his body, his eyes filled only with cold ridicule.
With his battered body, he relied on an unyielding will to slowly straighten his tottering frame.
His legs trembled faintly, and his figure swayed unsteadily, as though he could collapse at any moment.
Yet he still raised both arms high and looked up at the pitch-black night sky. A long howl echoed throughout the entire valley of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, shaking the heavens and earth.
"A true man standing between heaven and earth should hold up the sky and stand upon the ground, with his proud backbone enduring forever!"
"How could I fear power and strength, willingly bowing beneath another!"
"I, Ao Yin, have conducted myself openly and honorably throughout my life, with no shame before heaven and earth, and no shame before my own heart!"
"Everyone fears life and death. Naturally, I am no exception."
"But a half-baked Titled Douluo like you, living off an empty reputation, thinks you can make me lower my head and submit? What wishful thinking!"
His words rang with force, every sentence fierce, every sound unyielding.
Ao Yin slowly lowered his raised arms, then abruptly turned his head. His gaze was as sharp as a blade as he fixed it firmly on Dugu Bo before him.
Their eyes met. There was not the slightest retreat, only ruthless determination and stubborn defiance taken to the extreme.
"Dugu Bo!"
"If I truly die here today, you won't escape death either!"
"Have you truly noticed nothing? Your body has long been deeply poisoned!"
"You're severely poisoned yourself without even knowing it, yet you still have the nerve to call yourself the Poison Douluo? Was I wrong to say