"Shortie!" Lonemoon instinctively reached over to help her up, but felt his breath catch. Suddenly, he felt like someone was tearing his meridians apart from inside.
"Bian Xinchen, you caused Mother Feng's soul to dissipate. I want your life!" Zhu Ming's eyes became bloodshot as he charged over to the other man. He grabbed him and surrounded his entire body with yin Qi, which wrapped around the both of them.
"He wants to blow himself up. Wait!" Lonemoon shouted, intending to stop him. He was too late. There was a huge crash and the entire mystic realm shook violently. A strong pressure ran through the realm. If Yi Qing had not set up a defensive array in time, the entire group would have been pushed back and crushed to dust.
