Approaching closer, Ao Tian unceremoniously tossed the half-remained body of the Sand King onto the ground.
"This guy was already gravely injured when I found him. He tried to run away upon seeing me, but I managed to cut half of him off with one slash."
"Yet this guy's body is as tenacious as a cockroach's; he probably won't die anytime soon."
Ao Tian said with a smile.
It seemed he was quite pleased with himself for capturing the Sand King.
Yang Yan smirked, crouching down to look at the blood-soaked Sand King struggling on the ground, and said:
"Sand King, looks like you couldn't escape your fate after all?"
The Sand King angrily retorted:
"Get lost! I'm the King of the Sand Demons! Moreover, my Demon Race army will soon break through the barrier and rule your world! You probably don't know that, do you?"
As he said this, the Sand King suddenly looked at Yang Yan with malicious intent and sneered:
