The Dark Evil God Son felt as though he had sunk into a mire. He could not escape at all; even the space around him had been sealed.
"Ye Tian, spare my life! I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and become your follower! I will fight for you for the rest of my life!"
The Dark Evil God Son roared, hoping Ye Tian would spare him.
Unfortunately, Ye Tian did not accept Dark Prodigies as followers, much less useless trash.
"You are not worthy!"
As Ye Tian's words fell, he wielded the Heavenly Demon Sword and sent another slash tearing through space. It seemed capable of annihilating all things, piercing heaven and earth and blasting space apart.
The sight was so terrifying that it overturned everything the onlookers thought they knew about young prodigies.
The Dark Evil God Son had never imagined this outcome when he brought the White Bone Young Master, the Dark Sequence, and two dark elders here, with even experts at the Saint Emperor Peak among them.
He had thought surrounding and killing Ye Tian was a certainty, a nail already hammered into the board. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
Yet he had never expected Ye Tian to be such a prodigy, capable of fighting five opponents alone with his Saint King Realm cultivation—and crushing them throughout the battle.
He was too powerful, like a young deity sweeping all before him, victorious wherever he went.
Wherever he passed, all who stood against him turned to dust and smoke, becoming mere specks in the boundless vastness.
If Heaven Above gave him another chance, the Dark Evil God Son would never provoke such a monster, even if someone beat him to death.
"Aah!!!"
With a piercing scream, the Dark Evil God Son was slashed into nothingness,