You lost!
A mere three words, yet exceptionally cold.
The Soul Hall Master shuddered in his body.
Not far away, the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master and Senior Luoo watched this scene, a bit stunned.
Senior Luoo, whose expression usually remained indifferent, had his face filled with astonishment.
The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master smacked his lips once.
That gaze, as if looking at a monster, seemed to have appeared many times.
Thus, he slowly got used to it.
On the other side.
"Pff." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.
The sword tip that had been resting on the Soul Hall Master's throat thus lowered.
His staggering body nearly fell.
But Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, grasping the sword with one hand, using it to steady himself on the ground.
He was evidently gravely injured, the wounds within his body were hard to suppress.
But he would never fall.
The remark 'You lost' was the only piece he could vocalize.
