"Hehe, it's a small matter!"
The Despicable Donkey grinned, eyeing the old man maliciously. After all, he was a Human Emperor, so he must have some treasures on him!
"You all..."
The old man gulped with difficulty and reached for the smoking pipe on the table, then surprisingly attempted to utilize the spatial rules to escape.
"Trying to run?"
The Despicable Donkey snorted lightly, clapped its hooves, directly sealed the void, and then executed a "Sky Crashing Handprint," smashing the old man's head to pieces.
With the Despicable Donkey's current strength, killing an initial-stage Human Emperor was as easy as eating or drinking.
"Hmph, he died from showing off."
Ling Feng shrugged, ignoring the Despicable Donkey who was busy scavenging the old man's belongings, and directly slashed the heavy stone gate with his sword.
Rumble!
A loud bang echoed as the stone gate shattered. Inside the stone chamber, a young man was half-lying on a chair, seemingly dozing off.
