Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
In less than a breath, Qin Hao struck at least several thousand times. Under that relentless barrage, the Green Devil King's Divine Soul grew weak beyond measure.
As for the Green Demon King's body, it had all but turned to dust. Qin Hao could scarcely find anything left to strike with his sword.
His Divine Strength had been scattered completely. Only a Phantom Image of his Divine Soul remained, and even that was broken and feeble.
"Qin Hao, don't kill me."
The Phantom Image of the Green Devil King's Divine Soul showed a trace of pleading. "Spare me, and I'll become your slave. I'll work for you like an ox or a horse."
"Oh, will you?" The Lingxiao Divine Sword paused slightly in Qin Hao's hand. He did not strike again.
"Yes, yes! Spare me, and I'll do anything."
Seeing this, the Green Devil King's Divine Soul let out a breath of relief. Lingering fear flashed through his eyes.
He was truly afraid.
Since he had begun cultivating, this was the first time the Green Devil King had come face-to-face with death.
What made it even harder to believe was that the one who had brought him so close to death was only a Marquis-Rank Creation.
No wonder the Ten-Thousand Poisons King and Demon Ancestor Yin couldn't kill Qin Hao. Understanding dawned on the Green Devil King, along with a surge of resentment.
If the Ten-Thousand Poisons King and Demon Ancestor Yin had told him Qin Hao's true strength from the start, how could he have stumbled into this?
The Green Devil King would have fled without hesitation.
He would never have set his sights on Qin Hao.
But the Green Devil King did not know that when the Ten-Thousand Poisons King had surrounded Qin Hao, Qin