Song Yin's figure flashed, directly grabbing King Kui's neck and descending sharply from the sky, slamming him onto the ground and creating a huge crater.
King Kui felt a sweet taste in his throat, the overpowering force causing blood to spill from the corner of his mouth; he conjured a fierce smile, his pupils showing no fear.
"I told you, this King cannot die!"
Although the White Fire is terrifying, searing the Divine Soul, to him, it is merely a momentary pain. As long as the Dharma Image is intact, he can keep reforming his flesh body.
No matter how Song Yin attacked, he was not afraid!
"Cannot die? You manipulated this city to reveal its other side, and my juniors are there, right? If they deal with the oddities within your city, can you still talk so confidently?" Song Yin said indifferently.
"They cannot do it!"
King Kui retorted viciously, "And you can't get in!"
