Lu Ren sneered. "Ning Xiaochuan's mind has already been breached by Chi Xin. Right now, Chi Xin's mind has entered his heart and is about to completely destroy his foundation. Yet you still refuse to admit defeat? You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
Yue Mingsong said, "What the hell are you rushing for? Maybe once Chi Xin's mind barged into Ning Xiaochuan's heart, it won't be coming back out?"
"H-How is that possible? Hahaha! What a joke. Hell Water combined with the demon seed can rot even the heart of a celestial being, much less a mere—"
Before Lu Ren could finish speaking, a gray streak of light flew out! Boom!
Chi Xin's mind fled Ning Xiaochuan's heart in panic. The three streams of Hell Water had been blasted apart, and his mental power had become incomparably weak, nearly on the verge of shattering.
The mind condensed from the Hell Demon Seed returned to his body.
Pfft!
Chi Xin's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the entire table red.
Lu Ren stood quite close, and the blood splashed onto his face, frightening him into complete stupefaction. "Lost... he lost..."
Chi Xin was deeply unwilling to accept this. He struggled to control his mind and fight again, but he could not muster even a trace of strength. His face turned even paler, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. "Hahaha! He lost! Good loss!"
Yue Mingsong slapped the table and leaped to his feet. Rubbing his palms together, he laughed. "Everyone, since Chi Xin has lost, the outcome has been decided! Those who bet on Ning Xiaochuan, hurry up and collect your money!"
"Impossible!" The veins on Lu Ren's face bulged as he roared, "Chi