Xu Qingtong felt no fear at Mokali's threat. Instead, he said coldly, "There's no need to threaten me. If we both die, so be it. That's still better than letting you loose to plunge all living things into misery!"
He had two Primordial Spirits, while his opponent was only a remnant soul, one he had already worn down to almost nothing. Even if Mokali burned his own soul, he might not be able to wipe out both of Xu Qingtong's Primordial Spirits. That was why Xu Qingtong dared to press him so firmly.
"Oh! To think someone so young could hold the whole world in his heart. Remarkable!" Mokali said. "If you let me leave, young friend, I promise I won't unleash a slaughter in this realm. How about it?"
"Stop dreaming. If you're going to burn your soul, hurry up and do it. I'm not afraid of you!" Xu Qingtong remained utterly unmoved.
Mokali hesitated. He had never expected his opponent to be a rash young fool who cared for the whole world, preferring to shatter like jade rather than survive as a worthless tile! He did not want to die either, but his opponent showed no intention of stopping. What was he to do?
While he hesitated, the snow lotus in Xu Qingtong's hand lashed out, stripping away another portion of his remnant soul. The two horns on his head grew even shorter.
"Stop! If you keep pushing me, I really will burn my soul!" Mokali shouted.
Xu Qingtong ignored his cries entirely and swung the snow lotus at him again.
"Ah! Wait, young friend! Hear my last words!" Mokali roared as he dodged.
Xu Qingtong halted his attack and looked coldly at Mokali. "In your current state, even if you detonate your soul, you probably can't take