Fang Yun raised his head slightly, a faint look of disdain appearing on his face. His gaze pierced through his disheveled hair and met Xiong Tu's eyes.
"You will never deserve the respect of having me spare your dignity." Fang Yun's voice was full of mockery.
Xiong Tu was enraged, not merely by Fang Yun's words, but because there was not the slightest fear in his eyes-only the purest contempt.
"You! Are! Dead!"
Grinding his teeth, Xiong Tu swiped his paw, his sharp claws severing Fang Yun's left arm.
Fang Yun gave a muffled grunt and stared fearlessly at Xiong Tu, his gaze unchanged.
Xiong Tu slowly raised his paw. "Next time, I'll cut off your other arm. The time after that, it'll be your neck! No... you're trying to provoke me into giving you a quick death? You're wrong!"
Xiong Tu bared his sharp teeth and continued, "I'll torture you slowly. Have you noticed that your wounds won't heal and are still bleeding? That's right. This power comes from the Ancestral Emperor's Power within me. Of course, it isn't true Ancestral Emperor's Power. It can only be considered an Ancestral Emperor's Aura, and that of a dead Ancestral Emperor at that. But it's more than enough to torture you! Even if you swallowed countless divine treasures, your wounds would never heal! I..."
Boom...
A tremendous sound came from the direction of the main hall. The entire hall suddenly shook, as though struck by an earthquake.
"What's happening?" Xiong Tu looked toward the four Ancient Demon Kings.
The Ancient Squid King's expression changed, and he shouted, "Get to the main hall immediately! Don't waste time!" With that, he led the other demons toward a side door of the Crime Hall.
Xiong Tu hastily said, "But I still have to kill