"Is that all you've got?"
The corner of the evil man's mouth curled up in a mocking smile, "Even when you were alive, you couldn't do anything to me, let alone now that you're a dead man. Dreaming of challenging me is pure folly."
Kong Yuan said coldly, "You, Shimo Saint, consider yourself mighty, but during our initial battle, didn't I sever your spine and suppress you beneath this Holy Sword?"
Hearing this, the evil man's face instantly darkened. "If it weren't for your life-burning sacrifice, do you think you could have been a match for me?"
"Now that you are dead, and I have returned to my prime, what can you possibly use to fight me now?"
After speaking, Shimo Saint suddenly began sealing with his hands, conjuring a terrifying river of death in front of him!
Out of the deathly river, countless skulls swept toward Kong Yuan like locusts!
