"Kill or flay, do as you wish, enough with the nonsense!"
The three Saint Kings displayed an unyielding attitude, a readiness to die, unafraid of death, yet their eyes flickered with fierceness, resolved to fight to the death.
"Indeed, since you are so eager for death, let me fulfill your wish!"
Ying Yue nodded slightly, then slowly extended a finger, pressing it toward one of them.
"If you want to kill me, let's see if you have the kind of skill required!"
Seeing Ying Yue targeting him first, this Saint King roared angrily, unleashing a terrifying aura as he advanced instead of retreating, throwing a punch at Ying Yue.
His physical body rivals the Daoist Lord's Supreme Treasure, not intending to sit idle and await doom.
Ying Yue laughed: "Ah, ignorance knows no fear!"
His finger gradually descended, transforming into a Sky Supporting Pillar that suddenly fell from the skies, landing upon the Saint King before he could react.
"Crunch—"
