"What can you do? Why won’t you die?!" If he couldn’t sicken Tianming one last time, the sun emperor would have really suffered a crushing defeat and made a fool of himself. The red-haired man’s face was twisted into an ugly grimace, angry one moment then tenacious the next, his eyes smoldering like torches.

"When Feng attacked, he managed to damage the sun’s soul in the coffin, which gave me an opportunity. Watch and learn, Tianming. Dammit! I’ve waited so long I’m going crazy!"

Tianming didn't know what was happening inside the coffin, but the faces of the two were contorted.

"You’re looking for trouble? Seeking death!" Most of the time, they appeared angry and overbearing. The bastard was so obsessed with winning that he wanted the last laugh even if he had already lost.

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