Song Jiyuan was caught in a struggle!
No... He absolutely wasn't that kind of person. He couldn't suffer such humiliation!
But... he wanted to live.
Dignity or his life... It was so hard to choose.
"Ahhh! Somebody, please bite them off for me! Can anyone help?"
Wu Jianghe suddenly went berserk. He grabbed a huge rock and brought it crashing down between his legs.
Bang!
The rock split apart and shattered, but his balls... remained completely untouched!
As a quasi-Ascension Path cultivator, his body had long since grown incomparably hard. Ordinary things couldn't hurt him, and that spot was where the Gray Mist Origin was most concentrated...
Even he couldn't deal with them himself!
Seeing this, Song Jiyuan trembled even harder. This big shot...
He was probably going to lose his teeth today.
"Huh? Where are Elder Hui An and the others?"
Just then, Song Jiyuan heard a familiar voice.
He immediately turned around, as if he'd just seen his savior. Ao Wushuang was running over from Mist Breaking City.
"Brother Wushuang, you finally came out! Help me! Save me!"
He hurriedly shouted to Ao Wushuang.
Ao Wushuang raced over at full speed and asked,
"Brother Jiyuan, where are Elder Hui An and Elder Hui Sha? Are they... still alive?"
A glimmer of hope stirred in him.
Hearing that, Song Jiyuan really wanted to say, You blessed them yourself. Whether they're alive or not, don't you know the answer?
But he didn't dare say it. Instead, he replied,
"They were killed by the Overlord Asura, Wu Jianghe. Now Wu Jianghe wants me to... to do that kind of thing for him. Brother Wushuang, help me! Save me!"
Ao Wushuang was stunned. Do that kind of thing? What kind of thing?
At that moment, Wu Jianghe reached out and grabbed at