Prince and I in Desert Island

A few of the iron chains were blocked by me, and those that weren't blocked pierced through my true energy and struck my body. I was immediately shaken to the point where I spat out blood.    

    

My clothes were torn to shreds, and I fell to the ground with a thud. I stuck the sword of Aine into the ground to support my tottering body.    

    

"Hahahahaha! Interesting! Truly interesting! I overestimated you. So it turns out that you're also an absolute spicy chicken!" The Underworld Founder looked at me and ridiculed me.    

    

The Eye of Resurrection pendant emits a blood-red light. Every time I am on the verge of death, the Eye of Resurrection pendant would emit a similar light.    

    

The power from the Resurrection Eye's pendant continuously seeped into my body. That power was recovering my internal injuries at the fastest speed possible.    

    

I closed my eyes. I'm not giving up. The silence was for the next second.    

    

With the help of the Eye of Resurrection pendant, I merged the powers in my body into one. Even though my eyes were closed, I was able to clearly see everything that was happening around me.    

    

The spinning Slaughter City Evil still circled around me, but the Hell's Traitor stopped. He thought I was going to die if I got seriously injured.    

    

The Eye of Resurrection Pendant rapidly healed my internal injuries and even merged with a few of the powers in my body.    

    

I felt like a volcano that was about to erupt. All the true energy was flowing out of my body, and I felt like I was immune to all kinds of poisons.    

    

I could clearly feel the Ten Devils attacking me again, and the nine iron chains that were emanating a sharp aura struck towards my heart.    

    

All of a sudden, I lay down to avoid the deadly chain. The nine chains clashed together, and my strength was depleted by the impact, so I reached out and grabbed the two chains, and with a tug, the two men who had been circling me stumbled to my side. When they were within a meter of me, I suddenly opened my eyes, bounced off the ground, and kicked at two prisoners whose bodies were no longer under my control.    

    

The two prisoners immediately coughed up dozens of liquids of blood after receiving such a heavy blow to their hearts. Like kites with their strings cut, their bodies floated gently into the air and smashed against the high wall outside the arena.    

    

If it were any ordinary person, they would have definitely burped on the spot. However, the other party was a Heavenly Emperor Stage powerhouse, and their endurance was on a completely different level compared to ordinary people.    

    

Out of the nine people spinning around, two of them were suddenly missing. Their tacit understanding with each other had been disrupted, and the formation structure had been completely disrupted.    

    

I could clearly sense that they were a little flustered. They never dreamed that someone who was seriously injured could be put to death.    

    

Attacking is the best defense. I pull out the Ina Sword that's stuck into the ground. The blade of the Ina Sword no longer has any fancy colors, and its blade becomes transparent. The glass is more like an ice blade.    

    

The sword of Ina went from ordinary to breathtaking, then from breathtaking to ordinary. I don't know what its ultimate state looks like, but I know that the current sword of Ina is much stronger than before.    

    

Sword beams crisscrossed one another. I brandished Ina's Sword and charged into a circle where there was one less prisoner. Before the person's sword could arrive, the sword's sword had already arrived.    

    

The spinning spell formation instantly opened its mouth as a prisoner was injured by sword beams. He lay on the ground not far away, twitching. There was a horrifying wound on his abdomen, fresh blood continuously gushing out.    

    

I broke through, my back to them, pretending that I had everything under control. If my back was to my opponent, my opponent would not be able to figure it out, and there would be an invisible pressure in my mind.    

    

What I didn't expect was that the two prisoners I sent flying had returned to the center of the field. The one who was lying on the ground, struggling with his life on the line, had also stood up while clutching his stomach.    

    

They had changed their formations. The Underworld Officer, mounted on the Fire Qilin, stood at the very front, while the other nine people stood behind him.    

    

I suddenly understood that the old man I had beaten to death was not one of the Ten Evils of Slaughter, but a traitor to Hell. He was the tenth strongest among the Ten Evils of Slaughter.    

    

The weapons used by the Underworld traitor and those behind him are all iron chains. I should have thought of it earlier, but I misled myself in my desperation.    

    

The Underworld Officer, who was riding on top of the Fire Qilin, looked down at me with eyes filled with disdain.