Chapter 257 - 230: Making a Move Second
"Cough—"
Ye Chen kept coughing up blood, large golden streaks spilling constantly from the corner of his mouth, his injuries severe, his Primordial Spirit Light flickering like Life Fire, seeming as though it might extinguish at any moment.
"If you’re going to die soon, don’t cling to life, stand up and be killed immediately, and there will be far less pain," coldly stated the head of the Imperial Guards, who now took the initiative to kill Ye Chen up close without even using the Heavenly God Dao Soldiers, instead, with a vicious Soul Nailing Needle, he aimed straight for Ye Chen’s brow.
The Soul Nailing Needle, a sinister Magic Artifact designed to deal with Primordial Spirits, to inflict pain upon and dissipate the soul and spirit by nailing them in the void.
It was, indeed, a particularly vicious artifact.
"Are you that venomous?" Ye Chen’s expression turned cold, and after recognizing the man’s face, he understood, "I see now, you’re related to Yangg Shaoqi, aren’t you?"
This commander bore a resemblance to Yangg Shaoqi.
"Indeed, Shaoqi is my nephew. He should have been the one to take the throne as Crown Prince and later ascend to the King’s throne. But, you were too ruthless, chopping off both of his arms and reducing four levels of his Cultivation. Today, I will have my revenge for Shaoqi," shouted Yangg Shaoqi’s uncle as he lunged with the needle.
"Even though I’m weak, I’m not someone you can just kill at will," Ye Chen said, frail yet his eyes suddenly blazing many times brighter, forcing others to squint.
Yangg Shaoqi was stricken with terror as he felt a chilling sense of crisis emerging, causing goosebumps all over his body.
But it was all too late because terrible Dao Power surged around Ye Chen, and his hands wove together Immortal Blood Radiance, blasting forth, hurling the man through the air, shattering most of his bones.