Soon, the Death Left Envoy's piercing wails resounded throughout the Cross Horizon Commerce Chamber.
Everyone at the Cross Horizon Commerce Chamber felt chills run down their spines upon hearing the Death Left Envoy's agonizing cries.
After half a day, when Yang Xiaotian pulled the Death Left Envoy out of the Shennong Cauldron, he looked almost like a piece of charcoal, with the deathly aura on his body nearly burned away.
The Death Left Envoy's entire body was emitting eight kinds of black smoke.
After being retrieved, he looked at Yang Xiaotian, unable to hide the fear in his eyes, yet he still shouted angrily, "Yang Xiaotian, kill me! I won't tell you the whereabouts of the Taixu Dragon Clan Ancestor!"
"Kill me!"
"Otherwise, the pain I'm enduring today, I will repay you a thousandfold one day!"
Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian couldn't be bothered to say more and threw him back into the Shennong Cauldron, then fiercely infused the Eight Great Chaotic Divine Flames into it.
