Boom!
The smug smile hadn't lasted half a second when a surging, raging dead white suddenly appeared from Lü Wansheng's chest. The terrifying Tai Yin's obliterating power irrationally forced his body to vanish.
An unspeakable death crisis and pain instantly spread throughout Lü Wansheng's body!
Tens of thousands of miles away!
The Tai Yin, with eyes turning pitch black like an abyss, clasped his hands in a spell, staring fiercely at Lü Wansheng to erase him from this world completely.
Standing aside, the Hunyuan Sword Spirit frowned, shaking his right hand and retracting the Haotian Mirror.
"Father's caution was correct; the natives of this world do have some unpredictable means."
This time, if it weren't for his timely intervention using the Haotian Mirror to block the blood column emitted by Lü Wansheng.
Tai Yin, even if not dead, would have been seriously injured!
"What he just sacrificed was the so-called [Sacred Object], right."
