"You lost!"
Xiao Yi grasped Xue Mantian's throat with one hand, lifting him to face himself, his expression void of emotion as he spoke.
The purple-gold lightning spear above Xue Mantian's shoulder had vanished, but blood continued to gush profusely from the gaping wound.
His pale face was filled with intense shock and disbelief.
Staring fixedly at Xiao Yi.
In his eyes, there was also a hint of sudden realization and confusion.
Once upon a time...
Back in the Tianqing Kingdom, Xiao Yi was as insignificant as an ant in his presence, not even capable of resisting. But now, in just a little over a year, Xiao Yi had risen to heights he could only look up to.
Pu!
Xue Mantian's mouth uncontrollably spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes crimson as he stared at Xiao Yi, "I, I never imagined that in just a short year, you could become so strong. However, if you dare to kill me, Xue Yilou will never let you off!"
