"No, impossible! How could this be? How could this be?"
Yuan Haotian let out a sudden scream.
Right now, his eyes were red and his face was a mask of disbelief. He kept repeating that one word: "Impossible."
He seemed to be on the verge of madness.
Tears streamed endlessly down his face.
What happened to the calm, composed demeanor from before? The air of a man with everything in his grasp? Where was the bearing of an Immortal Lord who could kill an Immortal Envoy from the Immortal Realm without the slightest change in expression?
Yang Xiao, however, felt not a shred of sympathy.
He had already given this guy a chance.
He'd even been very sincere about it.
He had even given him two Desolate Divine Fruits.
And what was the result?
The man had arrogantly tried to kill him anyway.
That being the case, Yang Xiao would naturally oblige him and let him taste the bitter consequences of his own hubris.
"It was you, you beast!"
Suddenly, understanding dawned on Yuan Haotian.
