"Detonate!"
Seeing that the terrifying will was about to descend, Yang Xiao acted without hesitation.
He directly detonated the Ancient Slave Seal.
Instantly, his Heart Spirit trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and with a cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But Yang Xiao didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Instead, he used all his strength.
He hurled the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand.
But before the Bloodthirsty Sword could strike Yun Aotian, the dazed-looking Yun Aotian felt himself swell up like a balloon.
BANG!
He exploded.
But in the void, a residual aura remained.
It transformed into a lofty, spectral figure.
"An amateur's trick."
Three faint words bored directly into Yang Xiao's Heart Spirit.
He let out another choked gasp.
And spat out another mouthful of blood.
But his eyes were fixed on the spectral figure.
Its expression and features were unclear.
But its aura was so familiar.
