Fan Wubing was intoxicated by this experience of "immortality," "My body reaches the heavens, my path is eternal..."
He took a step forward to stand in front of He Chen, fiercely grabbing onto his remaining two arms, then tearing them apart with brute force.
He Chen was still lost in a daze of "he was unharmed, he was unharmed" that he didn't even react when he was left with only his head.
It wasn't until the Flying Sword Peach Blossom pierced his brow that he screamed in terror, "You dare to kill me? You dare to kill me! I am one of the Nine Demon Lords, the Demon Lord! Do you know what a Demon Lord is!"
Fan Wubing's voice was eerie, "Only those with no other options will desperately try to oppress others with their status. Coincidentally, you have no other options, and coincidentally, you're desperate."
"You dare to devour my will!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
