"Kid, I advise you it's best to surrender, or you will definitely regret it!" the gaunt old man chuckled coldly, his eyes full of mockery.
Ye Ling's eyes darted about, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he chuckled as he gripped the Snow Drinking Blade and charged directly at the gaunt old man.
Watching Ye Ling charge towards him, the gaunt old man was initially surprised, then a hint of joy flickered in his eyes, "Haha, finally giving up, are you? Heaven had a path for you that you did not take, and instead, you barged into hell!"
"Since you are seeking death, I shall grant it to you!"
The gaunt old man gave a ferocious smile, his body suddenly surged forward, his pitch-black dagger aiming straight for Ye Ling's throat.
That icy intent to kill made Ye Ling feel terrified!
Spiritual Energy surged within Ye Ling, the Snow Drinking Blade shimmered with a cold light, as waves of terrifying deadly aura continuously emanated from it.
