"Hahaha... Lin Dong, oh Lin Dong, ultimately you've fallen into my trap! This Heavenly Corrosive Martial Saliva is difficult to withstand even for a Heavenly Realm powerhouse. You're dead for sure!"
Tang Ku's laughter echoed within the Tiangang-Disha Formation, carrying a hint of madness and indulgence.
However, just at the moment of his arrogance, a sudden chill rose up his spine, cold as ice, causing his laughter to abruptly halt.
Tang Ku spun around sharply, his pupils contracting, only to see Lin Dong's Heavenly Demon Charming Shadow Doppelganger had quietly appeared behind him, the long sword in his hand shimmering with a chilling light, moving with jaw-dropping speed.
"What! Impossible!" Tang Ku exclaimed, but it was too late to dodge. The long sword, like Death's scythe, accurately and unerringly sliced across his neck, his head falling with a response, fresh blood spurting out, staining the surrounding ground.
