"K-killed?" A trace of terror and bewilderment appeared on Shi Tian's face.
"You can't kill me, you can't..." Before he could finish, Xiao Wu turned his hand into a blade behind him and swept it across his neck.
Thud! Blood sprayed like a fountain, and a massive head with wide-open eyes abruptly hit the ground.
"Oh, crap!" Xiao Yan, who had been smiling, suddenly slapped his forehead.
"This corpse looks a little too badly damaged. I was counting on using it to refine a body for Yun Potian!"
"What's the hurry, Young Master? Aren't there still two people here?" Xiao Wu spread his hands helplessly.
"True enough." Xiao Yan glanced at the other two Dou Zun. The two Dou Zun experts who had looked so imposing moments earlier could not help shuddering.
A Four-Star Dou Zun had died just like that?
While they were still pondering this, a spectral figure shot from Shi Tian's corpse like lightning, turning into a streak of light as he fled toward the distant horizon.
"Heh heh, trying to run?" Xiao Wu let out a sinister chuckle and swept his long sleeve. Two pitch-black chains darted out like venomous snakes, stretching a thousand zhang in an instant and effortlessly piercing Shi Tian's soul!
"Aah!" Shi Tian's soul screamed, but the black chains swiftly coiled around him, leaving him utterly powerless to struggle.
"Young Master, what should we do with this fellow's soul?" Xiao Wu reeled Shi Tian's soul back in, then looked toward Xiao Yan.
"His soul isn't worth much either. Send him to the Soul-Nourishing Grounds as fertilizer." Xiao Yan cast an indifferent glance at the begging soul.
"Yes, Young Master!" Xiao Wu took out a pitch-black jade bottle and sealed Shi Tian's soul inside.
"Collect the corpse too. We can't waste it. Gather