Chapitre 663: Fighting the emissary

Waaaahaaahhhaaaa, the emissary cried out at the top of his lungs as the pain made its way through every inch of his body.

He looked at his severed hand and grimaced with pain and rage.

His blood qi surged and after a single thought, his he had grown another arm.

It looked as good as new. This was the power of a creation lord such as he.

The Thunder Emperor grabbed the hand he had cut off and pried the glass jar out of it.

"You can have it back. "He said as he threw the hand towards the emissary.

The hand moved in such a bizarre manner that the Emissary did not have the ability to keep track of it.

Slap, a resounding slap landed on the emissary's cheek.

The people were all silent.

It was said that one could kill a cultivator, but humiliating one was considered taboo,

This was exactly what the Thunder Emperor had just done. He had slapped the emissary with the hand he had just cut of the man's arm.