"Ye Yuan, it wouldn't kill us, right?"
Sensing that oppressive sword energy, Ye Qing still had some lingering fear in his heart.
The impression that Evil Extermination's unyielding slash left for Ye Qing previously was simply too deep.
Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "Doesn't seem like it! It seems to be … making me accept it!"
Ye Qing was stunned and said in disbelief, "Are you joking! This Evil Extermination Sword is a divine artifact! On what basis would it want you to accept it for no reason whatsoever?"
Ye Yuan struggled, wanting to get up. But because his injuries were too severe, it made him feel a wave of heart-tearing pain.
"Help me over!" Ye Yuan said.
"R-Really have to go over?" Ye Qing was still rather afraid.
"No sh*t! If it wanted to kill us, we'd be long dead! Hurry up!" Ye Yuan urged.
