"In the end, how will it be? Will you lead everyone in this world to fight against me?" Silent King sneered, "I am not your weapon to slay dragons!"
"Why must you be so extreme?" Gongsun Ce frowned, "After the king's defeat, you have no enemies left. We have no reason to fight, do we? This world isn't great, but it's not bad enough to destroy. Why must you insist—"
A racing iron chain interrupted his words, Silent King's Absolute Boundary Heart Lock pierced the void, pulling her swiftly along. The Tribulation Flame Sword slashed towards Gongsun Ce's head, being hastily deflected by the gray-haired youth. On the pitch-black sword of Absolute Hatred's imprint, the gaze of the king's hatred was reflected.
