Digging His Own Grave

Duan Ling Tian did not have time to react at all. The speed of the old man next to Lu Song was extremely fast.

In just a blink of an eye, the world before Duan Ling Tian's eyes was bathed in a red glow. It was as though he was standing in a sea of flames. The scorching aura that was sweeping toward him made sweat drip from his forehead to his face.

'Bang!'

When a loud explosion sounded, Duan Ling Tian noticed a tremor in the sea of flames before it withdrew. It began to shrink before his eyes.

Eventually, the sea of red flames withdrew until it revealed the silhouette of a person. It was an old man whose body was covered in flames.

However, the flames on the old man's body was a little burnt out and weak now.

'Wa!!'

The old man's face suddenly paled before he spat out a mouthful of blood as he shuddered.

Blood fell on the ground like blooming red roses.

"You… You…"