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"If they're so powerful, why haven't they come to save you?" the Heavenly King asked coldly.
The mockery in Fayan Luo's eyes deepened. He struggled to tug his lips into a cruel smile. "They're staying away so you can cling to life for another couple of days. Once they act, you're finished. So you should be grateful you're still alive. After all, every breath you take brings death one step closer."
Suspended in midair, Fayan Luo shook violently like a ragged sack under the force of that overwhelmingly powerful palm strike.
"Bam!"
The dull sound of the impact echoed through the secret chamber as terrifying force rippled through the air. Expressionless, the Heavenly King pressed his right hand forward, sending a tightly condensed blast of internal energy smashing like a heavy hammer into Fayan Luo's chain-suspended body. It was more than a mere impact; it was pure energy crushing fragile life.
Blood burst out in an instant, blooming like a ghastly crimson lotus in midair. Fine droplets sprayed everywhere, staining the cold stone walls red.
"Cough... cough, cough..."
A harsh, bellows-like rattle rose from Fayan Luo's throat. The metallic sweetness of blood surged into his mouth, only to be forcibly swallowed back down. He struggled to lift his eyelids and curled his lips into a mocking smile. "Lord Heavenly King... you won't live much longer either."
The Heavenly King remained unmoved by the threat. His deep eyes were as still as an ancient well as he coldly posed a question. "How exactly do you harness the Dragon Ball's power?"
Fayan Luo grinned, baring bloodstained teeth. "That's what you don't understand. I just happened to pick up the Dragon Ball, and its power flowed through my body naturally. As simple as breathing."
"Then why can't I?" the Heavenly King asked,