"Everything you cherish will turn to ash, Qin Yang!"
Inside the great array, the Beast God's smile grew wild.
"The Celestial Gate is about to open. The days you have left to torture me are numbered. When the tables turn, it will be my turn to torture you!"
"Is that so?"
Qin Yang's lips formed a flat line, his expression unreadable. He simply lifted a fingertip.
The next moment, the writings within the Ten Directions Array pulsed with life.
"What are you doing?"
The Beast God took a wary step back.
"Why'd you stop talking?"
Qin Yang watched him coolly and lowered his finger. "I much preferred you when you were running your mouth just now."
In that instant, the golden seal script within the array erupted in a brilliant light. It wove into thousands of lightning birds, which pulsed with killing intent before instantly drilling into the inner walls of the Beast God's mouth, beginning to destroy his physical body from the inside.
TZZT! TZZT!
