"To the victor belong the spoils, we are not your opponents, Emperor, you might as well kill us!"
Xu Shan, unafraid of death, felt a sense of relief as he spoke these words.
For an origin to beg for life in such a manner, it showed the depths of despair.
"Emperor, it was not their will to act; as you can see, Xu Shan and Ying Xue have suffered greatly, their souls controlled by the malignant Soul Poison Emperor's wicked sorcery, leaving them in a wretched state, unable to live or die, forced against their will."
After all, Duan Qingshan was acquainted with both of them and pleaded on their behalf.
"Duan Qingshan, there's no need for you to intervene, I know I won't survive this. I've been poisoned by the soul toxin, and my life is in the Soul Poison Emperor's hands. Emperor, please give us release!"
Xu Shan had lost the will to live.
"Dying is simple."
