"Venerable Wu Ling is about to lose!"
Everyone could see that Venerable Wu Ling was no match for the Young Master Grim Reaper. If things continued this way, Venerable Wu Ling was sure to fall under the hands of Young Master Grim Reaper.
Sure enough, before thirty minutes had passed, Master Grim Reaper had completely suppressed Venerable Wu Ling, with a sharp black blade resting on Venerable Wu Ling's neck, his strong power also keeping him suppressed.
At this moment, Venerable Wu Ling felt a deathly chill throughout his body, he could already smell the scent of death.
However, just when Venerable Wu Ling thought Master Grim Reaper was going to kill him, Grim Reaper withdrew his power, and the black blade that had been resting on his neck also disappeared.
"You're not going to kill me?"
Venerable Wu Ling looked at Young Master Grim Reaper with surprise. The fact that Grim Reaper was not killing him was somewhat shocking.
"Just admit defeat."