Spirit Ten's eyes widened. He originally wanted to use his identity to make Ye Li retreat, but he did not expect Ye Li to attack him.
He felt his life force rapidly fading away.
In other words, he was about to die.
"Demon King Ye Li, you, you, you…"
Before Spirit Ten could finish speaking, he never had the chance to continue because Ye Li had already pulled out the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword that had pierced into Spirit Ten's body.
The young master of the Dark Temple in the North Realm, Spirit Ten, had disappeared from this world forever.
Ye Li smiled faintly. Spirit Ten's status might be very high, but unfortunately, he had overlooked one thing. Ye Li was never afraid of being threatened.
"Let's go."
Ye Li said to the Apocalypse Legion.
Then, Ye Li and the Apocalypse Legion continued to head towards the Bottomless Ghost Cave.
"Ah!!!"
Along the way, the screams of genetic warriors sounded non-stop.