His entire body tangled with hair, his soul about to be burned, at this moment Wang Yan had already reached the point of exhaustion.
Facing the flying Soul-Breaking Spear, Wang Yan sighed and thought to himself: So be it, since the Soul-Breaking Spear has followed me in killing countless enemies, dying under it today could be seen as karma.
With that, Wang Yan slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, Wang Yan felt his whole body relax.
Wang Yan thought to himself: Is this death? So this is what it feels like to die.
But a moment later, Wang Yan felt something was not right, because although his body was relaxed, his feet could still feel the hardness of the ground.
Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes and was startled.
He found himself completely unharmed, the hair on his body gone, and standing in front of him was still the old woman.
Wang Yan realized the relaxation of his body was due to the retreat of the hair.
