The Immortal Emperor of the Void Imperial Clan was dead, and his end had been agonizing.
The poison had spread from within, consuming his entire body and reaching even his soul. In the span of just a few breaths, he was reduced to a puddle of putrid flesh, dripping bit by bit from mid-air. From start to finish, he had been completely suppressed by Qing Xiuxin, never once finding an opportunity to counterattack—not even grazing the hem of her garment.
*Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!*
Chapter 967