"Ye Chenfeng, where did your arrogance and conceit go from just a moment ago? Weren't you going to send me to have a heart-to-heart with King Yama? Come on then! Just come at me!" The King's body surged with Peak King Level Soul Force, as if a villain had finally found their moment of triumph.
Ye Chenfeng, on one knee on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and rapidly sorted his thoughts. How should he deal with the King?
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's indifference on the ground, the King thought Ye Chenfeng had lost his fighting spirit and barked from his throat, "Ye Chenfeng, since you're not making a move, it's my turn to do so."
The King's footsteps advanced again, and seeing this, Ye Chenfeng quickly got back on his feet from the ground.
However, just as Ye Chenfeng stood up, the King's figure instantly appeared before him, his right hand once again transforming into a hand blade, chopping down towards Ye Chenfeng's head.
