If I Want Him to Die, He Cannot Live!

"The Spiritual Fetus is mature; reap it at 8 pm!"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Doctor Morsan became immensely panic stricken.

'We're over!'

'We're absolutely over!'

'This jerk imitated my voice to allure the young master!'

In an instant, Doctor Morsan began to struggle and roar like a mad man, "Huaxia brat, do you know whom you're offending? He's the son of Emperor Black, the most terrifying ghost-god in the world! You're dead. All of you are dead!"

'Emperor Black!'

It was Ye Feng's second time hearing this name!

"The son of ghost-god?"

Ye Feng then continued with an evil smile, "I'm sorry! I absorb ghost's qi and reap ghosts' lives! Go wait for him in the Ghost Realm!"

"He will arrive there soon!"

After his last words, Ye Feng intensified his grasp and broke Doctor Morsan's throat in a split second with a crackle!