Having finally figured everything out, Wang Sheng was not happy.
Because his right hand was getting closer and closer to his chest.
Fuck!
Even the steady Wang Sheng could not help cursing. This soul skill was seriously overpowered.
"Heh!"
A cold laugh rang out. Naturally, it came from the last person besides Wang Sheng who could still move.
That was Xiesi, the owner of this bizarre soul skill.
At that moment, seeing that Wang Sheng's expression was finally no longer calm and breezy, he felt an inexplicable burst of joy.
Hearing the sound, Wang Sheng looked over at him.
A trace of killing intent flashed through his eyes.
Since you want to play, I'll play with you.
Wang Sheng's eyes began to change as well. "Spirit Bone skill, Illusion—Five Senses!"
Xiesi, who was still feeling pleased, saw his vision blur, and in an instant, everything before his eyes changed.
The people were gone. Wang Sheng was gone too.
Even the entire forest had vanished.
All that remained was endless flame.
And he was right in the middle of it. The scorching burn of the flames made him feel as if his entire body had been thrown into an oven.
The skin all over his body felt as if it was about to catch fire.
He experienced what it meant to wish for death.
But this was only the beginning. Then he found that he could no longer even breathe.
Because every breath he took no longer brought in air, but fire.
The flames traveled down his windpipe straight into his lungs.
They made his insides burn as well.
He clutched his own throat, because he was already about to suffocate.
But he did not dare breathe, because he felt that if he took one more breath, all the organs inside