"The 'Taiyi Splitting Light Sword' sword moves were exquisitely varied, trumpeted as 'the Prison of Martial Arts.' Given that his arm was tightly grasped, Qing Yu had no way to dodge.
But Qing Yu needed not dodge, because...
"You're already dead..." Qing Yu ignored the sword finger pointing at his arm, indifferently uttering a few words.
Compared to trash-talking with enemies, Qing Yu preferred to deliver victory speeches over their corpses. There was only one reason he spoke now—that Di Xi was going to die.
The sword finger stagnated in mid-air, powerless to move forward. Similarly frozen was the fierce smile that Di Xi had just revealed.
Beneath the sleeve that Di Xi seized, specks of golden light danced, infiltrating Di Xi's skin.
The 'Golden Silkworm Gu' from Scorpion had accomplished its task today.
A purplish-black color spread from the arm; quickly, Di Xi's face also showed a ghastly hue. Under the exceedingly toxic Golden Silkworm Gu, he was instantly dead.
