"Ah…" Kuhaad released a pained wail. Though his outer shell was hard, there was not much difference between his insides and the insides of any cultivator of the Celestial Realm. This fist pummeled in through the point of severance, and Regulation of Slaughter assaulted, instantly crushing his blood and flesh into mush, eliminating all life.
Finally, he was afraid because he could feel the incredibly powerful approach of death in this instant.
However, he naturally could not possibly beg to be spared. Who in the two Realms did not know that they would either kill or be killed when they encountered the opposing side? There was only one side that could survive.
There was no sympathy, no pity. There were only battle and slaughter.
Ling Han's expression was dark. He thought of how terribly Liu Sanbian, Meng Feicheng and the others had died.