The Great Emperor Northern Flame opened his mouth, but no words escaped. When he first decided to act against them, he had indeed anticipated this day might come. However, he hadn't expected it to arrive so swiftly, or under such humiliating circumstances, forcing him, a great emperor, to endure such torment and pain.
Regret? No! He only regretted not killing her when she ascended, thereby denying her the opportunity to become an immortal and his sworn enemy!
"The victor is king, and the defeated are bandits," he spat hatefully, his eyes fixed on her. "There's no point in saying anything! Kill me if you want, but I will never beg for mercy!" Despite being covered in grievous wounds, he stood tall, the inherent dignity of a Great Emperor refusing to allow him to admit defeat in her presence.
"Is that so? Then let's try it!" She twisted the sword in her hand, and a fierce burst of sword qi instantly struck out, severing his limbs.
"Ahhhhhh!"
