It sent chills down the spines of anyone who heard it.
No one would be happy to hear the old king's words and know that their fate had been stolen.
But Zuo Chen's expression did not change.
Zuo Chen removed the beaded bracelet from his wrist with his well-defined knuckles.
He held the six wooden beads in his hand and slowly turned them around. The beads clinked together, making a crisp sound. Zuo Chen clearly did not take the old king's words seriously.
Qu Jian'er walked to Zuo Chen's side: "Then let's exchange it for 300 years of your lifespan in the underworld."
Her words dispelled the tense atmosphere that the old king thought was thick with tension. He stared blankly in Qu Jian'er's direction, completely bewildered.
What did Qu Jian'er mean by that?
He already knew that Qu Jian'er was a sorcerer, but even the most powerful sorcerer couldn't possibly have any connection with the underworld.
What gives Qu Jian'er the right to make such boastful claims?
When Zuo Chen was in full force, his tone of voice was unquestionable: "Don't worry about him."
Qu Jian'er couldn't possibly be indifferent.
Even if it was Qingchen's scheme, it was indeed the old king who caused Zuo Chen to suffer for nearly 30 years.
She comforted Zuo Chen.
They threw the old king into the underworld.
And chose to watch it in person.
The old king's vision went black, and when he awoke, he found himself in a very strange and terrifying place.
The surroundings were not messy at all, but the undulating ground resembled demons crawling on the ground.
Some force is waiting for its opportunity to act.
The wind, which seemed to have entered from some crack, made the air whistle and whistle.
The environment creates a vast expanse of hazy, dreamlike images, resembling menacing monsters.
At that moment, a few wisps of dark clouds drifted down, like the tentacles of a demon, swaying and dancing.
It seemed like it could devour him at any moment.
There was no light.
Human perception is limited.
Even if the old king had a strong will, he would eventually break down if he stayed in such an environment for too long.
I don't know how much time passed.
The old king cried out in a disheveled manner, "Zuo Chen! You...you have the guts to kill me!"
Qu Jian'er's laughter rang out: "This is the first time I've heard of such a request. I'll grant it."
When the old king bowed his head again, his "broken and battered" body had already been pierced by countless terrifying claws...
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