The King of the Black Rain Clan seemed more interested in Fang Yue than in Captain Wu.
He looked Fang Yue up and down for a while, then gave a cold smile.
"I really don't know why that guy paid so much attention to you, but it doesn't matter now. He doesn't need you anymore."
The pressure on Fang Yue's neck steadily increased, and the feeling of suffocation grew stronger. It wasn't merely that he couldn't breathe; even his inner strength and Anomaly Power were suppressed and sealed away. It was simply a higher realm crushing a lower one.
Fang Yue felt the scenes of his life flashing before his eyes: the fall of Ancient Moon Village, the disaster at Mo Village, his meeting in Qingsi County, and the enemies he had slain in Chu Nuan City...
His consciousness grew increasingly hazy. Only the parchment's frantic shouting reached his soul directly, untouched by any images.
[Hey, hey, hey! Fang Yue, don't die!]
[Fang Yue, hang in there! I'll boost your power—fight back!!]
[This is bad. This guy's too strong! The black screen we saw after foreseeing the First Prince of the Black Rain Clan's death must have been because this guy killed us!]
[What do we do, what do we do...]
[Do we really have to use that move? I don't know if Fang Yue can take it...]
[Forget it. Fang Yue, get rea—]
"Who dares lay a hand on my sworn brother?!"
A furious shout rang across the entire Capital City, abruptly interrupting the parchment's words.
In the next instant, the suffocating pressure vanished completely.
Fang Yue saw the King of the Black Rain Clan, whose hand was gripping his neck, show a look of panic for the first time. It was as if he had seen something terrifying.