PSCHT!
The Elder of Myriad Beasts' supposedly indestructible defense was forcibly torn apart. In desperation, he could only try to block Ling Chen's Sword Light with his bare hands, but the Sword Light passed straight through his palms, ruthlessly piercing his chest.
"How is this possible?" The Elder of Myriad Beasts stared in disbelief at the Red Sky Sword embedded in his chest. He couldn't comprehend how his defenses had been breached, how he could be dying at the hands of a mere Ling Chen.
He still had plans to annihilate the other Sects and dominate the Martial World; how could he die just like this?
"Nothing is impossible. Your weaknesses are too obvious; not even an Exotic Demon Beast could save you. Elder of Myriad Beasts, cultivating such evil Exotic Beasts that bring harm to the world is a sign of your utter depravity. Death is too good for you."
