The Future Emperor Is About to Die
Editor: Vermillion
As the aura emanating from King Yu continuously rose, his jet-black hair fluttered on its own. Surging waves of true energy was encircling his body and causing the falling snow to be easily dispersed.
The pores on Ji Chengxue's body all widened as he faced the intimidating aura emanating from King Yu. As a fifth grade Battle-King, he was somewhat helpless when facing King Yu who was already a sixth grade Battle-Emperor.
"Do you want to kill me?" Ji Chengxue calmly asked.
King Yu's gaze was cold and emotionless. There was not even the slightest change in his emotion as he expressionlessly looked at Ji Chengxue and said, "I've already reminded you before. I told you not to participate in this mess, otherwise you would pay a price that you wouldn't be able to bear...
"It's your own fault for not listening."