Ao Ding was dead. His soul scattered.
At the last moment of his life, he finally knew who that young fellow was.
The news of the death of the Divine Mountain's great ancestor had long spread throughout the chaotic world. Even the low-level Heavenly Rank powerhouses in the Mystic Yellow World knew about it. Naturally, Ao Ding had also heard of it.
Who would have thought that he would meet...
The King of Sins?
Ridiculous!
To that powerhouse, this title was just a joke.
Ao Ding fell to the ground, unable to get up.
"Sir, spare my life!"
The faces of the 3 great ancestors turned pale with fear. They knelt down on the ground together and begged loudly for mercy.
"Sir, we were all forced by Ao Ding. He forced us!"
"We were wrong. We won't dare to do it again!"
Ou Yangming sneered. His eyes were as cold as ice. "You've already done it. Why say that you were wrong?"
