Luoyu Knife Lord fell to the ground and struggled to stand back up. His abdomen was struck with a blow, sealing his internal energy, freezing his entire body including his limbs.
He lost. He had tragically lost to a top-tier Lord.
Even now, Luoyu Knife Lord couldn't accept his defeat, it felt surreal as if he was experiencing a nightmare. He looked up at the young man in the purple robe, unable to stop his pupils from contracting in shock.
Who on earth was this man?
"What do you want?"
Luoyu Knife Lord was defiant till the end.
Since Shi Xiaole did not kill him, it was evident that he had some use for him. There was no need to lose his composure.
Spiritual knives darted from Shi Xiaole's eyes, piercing into Luoyu Knife Lord's spiritual sea. His spiritual sea was incredibly sturdy and it took dozens of strikes before it began to waver.
"Damn it!"
Luoyu Knife Lord cried out, trying to resist with all his strength using a spiritual defense technique.