After speaking, the King of Hell's hand once again conjured a long whip, furiously lashing toward the Sagittarius Constellation.
"Snap~" The sharp sound of the whip cracked through the air, each strike leaving a tear in the space and carving deep wounds on Sagittarius's body, spilling fresh blood.
"Hiss~" Sagittarius let out a pained wail, its massive body quivering violently, its four large hooves desperately clawing at the void in a futile struggle to escape, as if some invisible force had trapped it, forcing it to endure the King's lashing.
Sagittarius, once a proud Creator Ancestral Spirit, had been reduced to a mere beast, shamefully whipped and tortured by the King of Hell.
"Stop resisting my will! Quickly merge the power of this incarnation into my Black Robe to seal this rift! Otherwise, I won't hesitate to beat you to death and forcibly seize your power." The King of Hell's authoritative voice boomed, like a master ordering his livestock.
