"What the hell do you mean!? His soul will get obliterated!"
Kong Junyu stood up, ignoring the blood continously seeping out of his arm as he shouted, amplifying his voice with Spiritual Energy.
Hearing his words, all the high ranking members of the demonic forces had indifferent expressions on their faces.
The Half Immortal who just slapped him away scoffed as he raised his hand.
The next second, Kong Junyu's neck was already tightly grasped by the Half Immortal.
"Don't think you're special just because you're a little talented. You don't know how many talents were buried before they even got a chance to shine because they offended someone they shouldn't have. I'm sure many old monsters here, even those hypocrites from the righteous path, will be eager to possess the body of a prodigy or refine him into either a handy Dharma Artifact or a pill."
The Half Immortal tightened his grip, causing veins to bulge on Kong Junyu's neck as he struggled to break free.
