"You dared to come back!"
Xu Qingwei burned with rage.
It was not merely because they had disrupted the transplant, bringing his years of planning to nothing.
It was also because of the contempt these three showed him.
-they actually dared to face a Faxiang head-on. They truly thought nothing of him!
Trapped in a hopeless situation, killing everyone would accomplish nothing. Unless he could free himself from the tai sui, only death awaited him.
Xu Qingwei understood this perfectly, but now he no longer cared about any of that. He wanted only to tear everyone to pieces!
More than three hundred years!
He had spent over three hundred years in this sunless underground place-more than a hundred thousand days!
The only thing sustaining him had been that faint, elusive hope. But now, that hope had been utterly shattered.
His true form had been exposed for all to see. Death was not far off.
Over three hundred years of perseverance had become a joke because of these people.
At this moment, all Xu Qingwei wanted was to drag more people into the grave with him, to console himself for all those years of perseverance!
"Die, all of you!"
With a furious roar, eight giant python-like tentacles turned to attack the three of them, each imbued with the power of a Faxiang and the might of wind and thunder.
Xu Qingwei divided his attention nine ways. While gathering qi to break through the cursed seal, he also controlled the eight great tentacles. It was like being besieged by eight supreme whip masters, their onslaught tremendous.
The three were plunged into a bitter struggle as soon as they engaged.
As the whips rose and fell, the ground shook and the mountains trembled!
He hardly looked as though he was under a cursed