"Demon Saint, please spare my life, spare me! I was blind, it's my own fault! Please, for the sake of the Duanmu Family, spare this dog's life!"
The Heaven-Breaking Domain receded, and Sun Wukong's gaze swept coldly toward Duanmu Bai, who had collapsed on the ground. The icy look from Sun Wukong almost scared the soul out of Duanmu Bai, who didn't care about the fresh blood spilling from his mouth and face. Spitting out two bloody teeth, he started kowtowing frantically to Sun Wukong, begging for mercy in terror.
"Spare you? Why should I, Old Sun, spare you?"
Sun Wukong smiled, but this smile, in Duanmu Bai's eyes at that moment, was as terrifying as the smile of a demon. Duanmu Bai's gaze swept over to the already dead Scorpion Tiger beside him, his body shook violently. Would he, in the next moment, become a cold corpse just like this Scorpion Tiger?
