Fear!
A chilling terror began to spread within his heart.
At this moment, the ghost slave truly felt afraid. He was not afraid of death, but he dreaded being tortured endlessly until he perished!
No matter how tough he had appeared before, upon hearing Ye Xuan's words just now, he was completely shaken by the other's ruthlessness. He knew that Ye Xuan would do as he said, this man was the real devil!
Compared to his opponent, he, the 'ghost slave,' was nothing but a joke.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
The ghost slave immediately shouted, his eyes brimming with boundless fear.
However, just as the words left his mouth, his body suddenly shivered, and his eyes widened as his small frame trembled violently.
Ye Xuan frowned, as if he had realized something. His expression suddenly changed, and he tried to intervene immediately.
But in less than three seconds, the trembling body of the ghost slave stilled, black blood flowing from his seven orifices, he was now silent.
