Fan Ni's last remaining eye blazed with the most vicious light.
Billions upon billions of dreadful whispers rang out all at once.
Sinister, inexplicable, evil thoughts surged like a tide into the depths of Zhang Huizhi and the others' minds.
Zhang Huizhi's breath hitched.
"Fall back!"
In the next instant.
Streaks of vertical black light spread outward.
Xia Hanzhou, Xia Zhiyang, and Zhang Huizhi all felt as though countless stars were pressing down upon their bodies, leaving them unable to move.
Space had been frozen!
Crack, crack, crack!
True Martial Power erupted from within Zhang Huizhi. Cracks appeared in the space around his body, and he was on the verge of breaking free.
Xia Hanzhou and Xia Zhiyang, however, were like men trapped deep in ice, unable to move.
The next moment.
Tap, tap...
Black blood streamed from Fan Ni's single eye as he walked toward Xia Hanzhou. He reached out with a huge black hand, grabbing for Xia Hanzhou's head.
Crack, crack, crack!
The space around Xia Zhiyang also shattered under the force of his surging Qi and Blood.
A fierce light blazed in Xia Zhiyang's eyes as he glared at Fan Ni, as though a thousand burning grievances were about to erupt.
The next moment.
Fan Ni seized Xia Hanzhou's head with one hand.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Xia Zhiyang let out a heaven-shaking howl.
Zhang Huizhi's eyes widened. Through the gaps between Fan Ni's fingers, he saw Xia Hanzhou looking at him.
There was no fear, no complicated emotion—only a kind of relief.
He was too tired.
He didn't want to care anymore.
If Fan Ni wasn't going to kill him, then he wanted to die anyway.
There was only the faintest trace of regret.
He had wanted to die in the Ancient God Forbidden Land, to follow Chi Mi.