Xiao Yan's voice rang across the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, slapping the Great Devil King's face without the slightest courtesy before everyone present.
The Great Devil King's expression shifted from furious crimson to livid blue, then from livid blue to deathly pale, finally freezing into an utterly twisted, ferocious mask.
Slit his own throat and return to heaven?
How could he possibly slit his own throat!
Who was he?
He was the supreme Great Devil King who ruled over billions of Devil Race members!
A King who stood at the pinnacle of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds!
Making him kneel and slit his own throat before a group of Half-Step Kings was even harder for him to accept than killing him!
"Heh heh... Hahaha..."
The Great Devil King let out a low, suppressed laugh, filled with madness and savagery.
"Slit my own throat?"
"Just because of ants like you, who were lucky enough not to die, you think you deserve to make this King slit his own throat?"
"You... you bunch of ants!!!"
The Great Devil King roared as his devilish might surged once more. Though his aura had been somewhat depleted by that previous blow, compared to the twelve disciples who were nearly exhausted, he still possessed an overwhelming advantage!
"You truly surprised this King."
"But the game is over! This King will now tear you into ten thousand pieces and see how you can continue struggling!"
The Great Devil King completely tore away the fig leaf of the Three-Move Pact and prepared to carry out an act of utter extermination!
Just as the spectators had thought, a King was ultimately still a King.
With the Three-Move Pact, Su Bai's disciples had created a miracle, proving that Kings were not entirely beyond reach.
But in a true battle of life and