"Humans, you cannot kill me, cannot kill me."
The head fell to the ground. King Daluo's eyes widened, and he bawled at Xiao Mu.
The Life Force oozed out of his severed neck, taking the form of thick white mist, gushing outward as if from a fountain.
Simultaneously, the fallen head flew up suddenly, intending to return to his neck.
Even if the heads of the Mutated Beings who have cultivated the Power of Life and Death are chopped off, they won't die. Their whole body has no weaknesses anymore.
At that moment, King Daluo intended to reattach his head and achieve rebirth.
But Xiao Mu clearly had no intentions of giving King Daluo any chance.
"Even at death's door, you dream. Let's see if I can kill you or not."
Xiao Mu took a step forward, the giant 3-D Tai Chi Yin-Yang Diagram once again spread out beneath his feet, raising Xiao Mu aloft with the flickering Yin-Yang fishes before slamming towards the ground, and the next instant, it was above King Daluo's head.
