"Martial Emperor, it doesn't matter to me that you've humiliated me because you are stronger than I am, but your actions are infuriating the alliance, angering the ancient and elusive emperors. Continuing down this path will do you no favors!"
Dantai Feng felt stifled in his heart.
He knew that no matter what the Martial Emperor did, he would have no good end; he had been listed on the must-kill list. This person was powerful enough as it was, and most critically, he was too ambitious to be recruited as a subordinate.
He only wished that by the time of the Martial Emperor's death, he could stomp on him ruthlessly.
His words made people increasingly angry.
"What I like least is the word 'threat'."
Chu Yuan was indifferent.
Before Dantai Feng could speak again, suddenly everything went dark before his eyes, and a palm covered his head. Before he could even speak, the Heavenly Hand shattered downward, obliterating all will.
He was dead!
