The fleeing Domain Lord sensed no Blood Beast attack coming from behind and let out a huge sigh of relief.
So close—he had been just a hair's breadth from death. Fortunately, he still had a life-saving secret treasure in hand, allowing him to preserve his miserable life at the heart of that explosion.
This was the first time he had truly understood the terror of the Blood Beasts. They did not merely self-destruct when cornered by death.
They self-destructed whenever the battle reached a stalemate!
Just thinking about fighting such a frenzied race in the future made him shudder with fear.
He swore that once he left this time, he would never come back here again.
"Whoever wants to come can come. I'm not coming back!"
The moment he finished speaking, a voice rang out behind him.
"Fine. Your wish shall be granted. For the rest of your life, you won't have to come here again."
"The dead have no future."
As Qin Luo spoke, he stepped out from a spatial passage, his sword strike fully charged!
Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art!
Whoosh!
That dense streak of sword light blotted out the sky and the sun, sending a chill through the man from head to toe.
Already grievously wounded, he barely managed to force out an attack. But against Qin Luo's Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art, tempered over three hundred million years, his strength was clearly not enough.
My life is over. Four words surfaced in his mind as the sword pierced straight through his body.
Killed with a single sword strike!
The Human Emperor Banner swept over his corpse and remnant soul, taking the body away. When killing, one had to be clean and decisive—eat it all up and wipe one's mouth clean.
Qin Luo would not waste even the tiniest scrap of