"How...how did you do that...?"
Emperor Chongyang is now completely despondent.
All the planning and preparation over the years vanished in an instant.
He failed to kill Ye Boqi, and he also failed to advance to the Nascent Soul realm in one fell swoop.
To be precise, he didn't even have the chance to unleash the killing move he had painstakingly prepared.
He's like a hardworking little bee, constantly collecting nectar day and night.
When it came time to enjoy the sweet honey, he was ruthlessly deprived of his right to enjoy it, and could only watch helplessly as others took advantage of the fruits of his hard work.
All the planning turned out to be a wedding dress made for Ye Boqi.
This feeling made him feel suffocated; he knew he had lost.
Moreover, the defeat was utterly complete, with no chance of recovery whatsoever.
But he wanted to know exactly how he had lost, and what methods Huang Boqi had used to separate the national fortune dragon from himself.
"I... am a dying man... I only ask... to know... how I was defeated..."
He Boqi smiled slightly as he watched Emperor Chongyang struggle to his feet and look at him with pleading eyes.
"You want to know?"
His smile vanished instantly.
"But I think it's a good idea to let you die with immense resentment."
As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword light flashed past, and Emperor Chongyang's head flew into the sky.
With a flick of his sword, Yi Boqi released the communication talisman that the headless corpse of Emperor Chongyang had been holding into his hand.
Looking at the communication talisman, Yi Boqi narrowed his eyes.
He then turned around and shouted.
"A-Jiu, enter the battle!"
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