The amount of torment that Wu Jiu and the fake Spirit Lord suffered was something that was hard to imagine by normal people. Seeing their faces contorted and twisted up in agony, it caused Soul Slayer to become completely stunned. At that moment, despair and fear filled its body as all his words of betrayal earlier stuck onto his body like life sucking talismans.
"Spare my life, Dark Emperor! Spare my life!" Soul Slayer was unable to kneel and it could only fall flat onto the ground, where its body was seen to be trembling faintly, his words of plea accompanying Wu Jiu's mournful wails that reverberated through the grand hall.
However, Jun Wu Yao did not even once glance towards Soul Slayer at all, as if even giving hims a single glance would be too much of a waste in his eyes.
"That fool there, will be left for you to deal with." Jun Wu Yao said with a sidelong glance at the Spirit Lord.
