Like a palm-leaf fan, the hand suddenly opened, supporting the area beneath the Prison Lotus projection, right above Xi Xi's Mud Pill forehead.
The glass-like, pitch-black Prison Lotus silently rotated, spinning, no bigger than a thumb, appearing like a small grain of sand in Li Che's fan-like hand.
It seemed to carry no weight at all.
"Have you really made up your mind?"
The Third Crown Prince, arms crossed, stood on the White Jade Staircase before the Mysterious Temple, looking at Li Che.
"You—"
"Will die!"
The Third Crown Prince's expression suddenly turned fierce.
His body was suddenly engulfed in black flames of the Prison Lotus Fire.
"Come now, so much nonsense."
Li Che said flatly.
Appearing somewhat impatient, and leaving no room for doubt.
"Hahahahaha——"
The Third Crown Prince suddenly spread his arms wide!
"Then..."
"Fulfill you!"
"Let's see... to what extent you'll go for your child?"
"Let us..."
"Take a good look!"
Boom——!!!
