Pfft!
A mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed from Ye Zhen's mouth, twisting his face into an expression of extreme agony.
The power of the Temporal Space Law Ye Zhen had been wielding was suddenly severed by Shewa's misty green little bell.
What made Ye Zhen feel even worse was that the Temporal Space Law within the area where Shewa stood had been slowed a hundredfold, yet the green light emitted by that misty little bell directly split apart the space it occupied. It was unaffected by Ye Zhen's Temporal Space Law, causing him a massive backlash!
The instant Ye Zhen coughed blood from the backlash, he revealed himself.
With the experience of the Ancient Demon God She Wa, he naturally understood that this young man coughing blood was the expert who had just wielded the Time Law—and also the enemy he had to eradicate today.
With an enraged roar, a dragon-shaped illusion, neither dragon nor not-dragon, shot out from the misty green little bell and blasted toward Ye Zhen like lightning.
This dragon-shaped illusion possessed an incomparably vast aura.
Everywhere it passed, any region under Ye Zhen's Time Law was torn apart.
Even though Ye Zhen had stopped wielding the Time Law at the very first instant, he still suffered a succession of backlashes, blood continuously pouring from his mouth.
The neither-dragon-nor-not-dragon illusion that had emerged from the little bell moved at tremendous speed. In an instant, it pounced before Ye Zhen. Just as it was about to devour the backlash-stricken Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.
"Boss Ye, you can't play around with heart-stopping moments like that! If you can't move, let me know!" Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit A-Chou's lingeringly frightened voice rang out.
He had appeared motionless just now, but at the final