As for the mysterious crimson-haired man and his lifebound beast, they were in a pool of their own blood hovering on the brink of death. Despite that, the man was still able to flip the sun emperor off. Unquestionably, he had succeeded.

The rage of the sun emperor showed how much he had been affected by the recent events. First, Li Wushuang had been killed, and that was then followed by the loss of fifty million troops and the deactivation of the Divine Sun Palace! All of them were fatal blows in their own right. All things considered, losing Qingyu didn't seem to be much. The divine aura about him seemed to lose much of its threat; now all he could do was vent his rage.

"Keep holding out!"

"Don't worry! He can't do anything...