Pft!
Xu Yang's expression changed drastically, his eyes bulged with fury as he roared, "Bitch!"
"Courting death!"
Huangfu Shaoyao's face darkened, letting out a cold snort.
Boom!
Xu Yang felt as if struck by thunder, spitting a bloody arrow from his mouth, his aura thrown into chaos and growing unsteady.
He could not care about anything else now, and hurriedly examined his Sea of Consciousness internally.
The defenses of the Sea of Consciousness had been completely torn apart. The green little insect rushed in and, in a flash, exploded!
Boom!
As if tens of thousands of dust-sized lights and shadows erupted in a torrent, flooding the Sea of Consciousness.
The impact brought excruciating pain, both physical and spiritual, nearly making Xu Yang grind his teeth to pieces. He endured, refusing to make a sound.
He clenched his five fingers into his palm, piercing the skin—warm blood oozed out!
