He could only take the risk to use this spatial Secret Technique.
Fortunately, the gamble paid off!
"Cough, cough..." She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and turned to look behind her.
The man in black rolled over awkwardly to steady himself, but her cousin crashed into the ground like an iron tower, creating a humanoid pit in the rock from the impact.
"A brute and a madman, truly a perfect match," Yu Yan spoke coldly.
Zhao Muye suddenly sprang up from the pit, dust flying off him: "Cousin, you're right! This brother of mine..."
He laughed heartily and clasped his hands together, but before he could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground like a mountain.
The six coffin nails were still oozing black blood, clearly having caused deep damage.
Yu Yan's expression changed drastically, and she bent down hurriedly to tend to him.
Green light flowed at her fingertips as she carefully pulled out those strange black nails.
