Unexpected changes always struck at the most unforeseen moments.
Without any warning, a muffled "pfft" rang out, like a funeral bell from ancient times drilling straight into one's soul, carrying endless terror and chill. It seemed to have been torn from the darkest corner of the universe, instantly shrouding everything around it in the shadow of fear.
A staff flashing with the light of strange Runes, like a ghost from Hell, pierced straight through Wang Xian's clone's chest at a ghostly speed almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
The Runes on the staff seemed like living evil things. They twisted wantonly, leaped madly, and gave off a bizarre aura that made one's blood run cold, as though mocking all the laws of the world.
Blood sprayed from Wang Xian's clone's chest like a surging fountain. Its warm, bloody stench quickly spread, especially pungent within this deathly silent space.
A great amount of blood spilled across the entire jade cage like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
Droplets of blood splattered everywhere, some landing on the curled-up silver-white Little Beast inside the cage.
At that moment, it had just raised its delicate little head. Its round ears were still trembling lightly, as though it were sensing the abnormality around it, yet it unexpectedly came face-to-face with this incomparably tragic scene.
Its eyes, once as bright as the most dazzling stars in the vast universe, were instantly ignited by the flames of hatred. They turned scarlet as blood, as if they wanted to burn away all the injustice and evil in the world.
"Roar!"
A terrifying, earth-shaking roar burst from the silver-white Little Beast's mouth.
The roar contained endless fury and world-destroying power, as though it would shatter the entire world and return everything to its original state of Chaos.
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