The next instant, Ji Wuchen's body began to twitch violently, his limbs jerking in sharp, uncontrolled motions as if something inside him was tearing through his very core.
At the same time, Xiaoshan suddenly dropped to one knee before collapsing forward, his halberd slipping from his grasp as his body went still without warning.
Dark changes spread quickly across Ji Wuchen's form as black patterns surfaced from beneath his skin, twisting and crawling outward like something alive.
The markings converged rapidly, covering his body in uneven lines that pulsed faintly, as if each symbol carried a will of its own.
Then his body lifted slowly into the air while the dark patterns continued spreading across him without pause. His head tilted slightly back, his expression frozen between pain and something Unknown.
Seeing this, his subordinates rushed forward instantly, their composure breaking as they reached the edge of the arena without hesitation.
