Jiang Ziyou shrieked hysterically, like a madwoman.
The resentment radiating from her was so strong that even Xuan Cangming, standing beside her, frowned slightly, a hint of surprise on his face.
Jiang Chen's gaze grew colder, his fury reaching its peak. 'This damn woman. If I don't get rid of her for good, she'll stop at nothing to torture Qingyi when she returns. No. I have to kill her, even if it means we both die!'
At this thought, Jiang Chen suddenly slapped a palm against his chest. A mouthful of essence blood sprayed out, and his face instantly turned pale. At the same time, a moment of clarity returned to his mind.
"Jiang Ziyou, even if I die today, I'm taking you down with me!"
His icy gaze, filled with boundless fury, transformed into two tangible blades of ice, locking onto Jiang Ziyou. Terrifying, monstrous waves of energy surged around him.
"God-Devouring Realm!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
