Xia Ji's fury at this moment was no less intense than when the Shengxue Pearl's power scorched her Spirit Core earlier. She stared coldly at Han Qingjue, her fingers gripping her right wrist moved up a little, then snapped another section of bone above her wrist with a crack.
"I tell you, I dislike killing the most, because once people die, they don't feel any pain. So rather than letting you die, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death!" Xia Ji truly wished she could crush Han Qingjue to death at this moment, but killing her would be too easy a punishment!
She dared to toy with her, there was no way she would let her off easily!
But at this moment, Han Qingjue didn't even have the strength left to cry out in pain.
She was numb from pain, exhausted to the point of collapse.
Her eyelids, trying hard to open, couldn't even lift.
Was she going to die?
Actually, it wasn't as terrifying as imagined, was it?
