"You all keep your mouths tightly shut, and I admire people with courage like yours. But since I already know you're from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, finding out your true identities won't be particularly difficult."
The little room, once pitch-black, was now brightly lit. Huo Yuhao lounged crookedly in a chair, looking at the six White Tiger Duke's Mansion killers before him with a faint smile on his lips.
Zhou Yi and Dai Huabin were both unconscious, lying on the floor at his feet.
"Don't waste your effort. We won't tell you anything. If you're a real man, give us brothers a quick death and stop fussing!" The Soul Emperor leading them shot Huo Yuhao a contemptuous look. At the same time, he threatened the other killers around him with his words and gaze, keeping them from turning traitor.
"Hmm... good. In that case, you can die."
Huo Yuhao's tone was calm, but his actions chilled them to the bone. Xiao Han, the Fire Spirit on his shoulder, spat a stream of bitterly cold flame at the Soul Emperor. Engulfed in the blaze, the Soul Emperor immediately let out agonized, heart-rending screams.
Their Soul Power had all been sealed through a special method, leaving them no different from ordinary people. Under the scorching Profound Ice Cold Flame, the Soul Emperor's body soon gave off a strange aroma of cooked meat, and every trace of life vanished from him.
Standing behind Huo Yuhao, Yu Tao couldn't help swallowing. Even he found such a horrific sight unnerving. Huo Yuhao, however, watched at his leisure and even took a small sip of the tea on the table, seemingly oblivious to everything before him.
The Soul Emperor's gruesome fate made the remaining Soul King killers shudder in fear. Without their leader keeping them