Looking at the Hell's King, dead in front of him with his body so mangled he couldn't be more dead, Ye Tian didn't feel elated, only puzzled. He felt that the Hell's King's power was much weaker compared to a few years ago, and though Ye Tian had anticipated the Hell's King's certain death today, he hadn't expected such a manner of dying!
But that didn't matter anymore— he was dead!
At this moment, Ye Tian felt dizzy, his symptoms of blood loss worsening, and his body shivered unsteadily, but he raised his hand and inserted a few silver needles into himself, forcibly keeping control.
Taking a deep breath, he took out Corpse Dissolving Powder and poured it over the Hell's King's body.
Soon enough, the body started emitting strands of white smoke as the Hell's King's form continued to decay and vanish.
Bang!
It was only then that Ye Tian finally relaxed with relief, suddenly falling to his knees on the ground, pale-faced and on the verge of collapse.
