"Long Yan, I want you dead!"
Forcibly extracting the Heavenly Poison Blood Essence from his body was like separating flesh and bone. The Little Poison King's body was faltering, his breath became chaotic.
At this moment, however, his face looked incredibly fierce. He was willing to use the Heavenly Poison Blood Essence, just to kill Long Yan.
Then, the Little Poison King began to burn the Heavenly Poison Blood Essence.
The Heavenly Poison Blood Essence was his core, burning it meant draining his life. If he continued this way, even if he did not die, his cultivation realm would fall, moreover his martial foundation would be damaged and there would never be any potential for a breakthrough.
Little Poison King was betting all he had.
"Even if you burn Heavenly Poison Blood Essence, you would still not be my match!"
Long Yan shook his head slightly.
He had no personal grudge with the Little Poison King, who for the sake of victory, was willing to destroy his own martial future.
