"Damn bastard!"
Mo Tian was furious, as Demon Soul had acted on its own initiative, which nearly made Mo Tian's lungs explode.
"Bad news! Demon Soul is trapped!" Mo Ao Tian said in panic, as he had already experienced the terror of the power of time.
Demon Soul was trapped by the power of time, leaving the others undoubtedly in a paradise.
"Demon Soul is quite concerned about your safety."
In his rage, Mo Tian heard Feng Wuchen's chilling voice, sounding as if one had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell.
"Damn..." Mo Tian's face changed again, but before he could finish, his body became completely immobile and very slow.
"Boom!"
"Humming!"
Feng Wuchen struck mercilessly, but to his astonishment, Mo Tian turned out to be an illusion!
"Feng Wuchen! Your target from the very beginning was me, and I would not be unprepared!" Mo Tian's chilling voice came from afar.
"You have no chance of winning!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy gaze sweeping towards Mo Tian.
