The Open Clouds King is executed

The Open Clouds King waved the three-pronged halberd, wanting to start his offensive, but his expression suddenly changed greatly. HIs hand shook, almost losing his grip on the God Tool.

He was already at the end of his rope, about to die!

With how severe his injuries were, it was completely impossible for him to rush back here, but his will to live was too frightening. He burnt his vitality, burnt his life force, and forcibly dragged himself to this state.

But his injuries would not disappear because of that. Contrarily, because he had burnt even his life force, how was he going to live on?

His physical body was naturally indescribably worn out, and his spirit was also gradually aging, just like a worn candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any moment.

He was about to die!

The Open Clouds King was shocked. If he presently had not looked like a skeleton, his face would definitely have been pale.

No! No! No! No!