I Grant You Death. Will You Accept It?
編集者: Henyee Translations
The Tier 1 Heavenly Lord-level Spirit Soul smiled faintly. "Yes, I found the incomplete Nine Li Pot. You want it?"
"However, if you want it, in your next life," the Spirit Soul continued.
Looking at the Spirit Soul, Ye Li couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
"From the looks of it, you seem to have us at your mercy?"
"Do you still have any room to resist?"
The voice of the Tier 1 Heavenly Lord-level Spirit Soul was very mocking.
Ye Li sighed to himself. He really didn't understand why there were always Dark Race members who thought that they could kill him. Was it because this Tier 1 Heavenly Lord-level Spirit Soul was too arrogant, or was it because he, Demon King Ye Li, couldn't hold his saber anymore?
"Then what are you waiting for? Come on." Ye Li crooked his finger at the Tier 1 Heavenly Lord-level Spirit Soul.
When the Spirit Soul saw that Ye Li still dared to hook his finger at him, he instantly became furious.