"Damn, I am finished."
He Yin entered the room and locked the door. He rested his back on the door. His face was ashen white and cold sweat flowed down his body.
He muttered.
I am finished.
He didn't even know what to do next.
What was going on?
He grabbed his hair. Helplessness appeared in his eyes and he really didn't know what he should do.
How could there be anything such as resurrection?
Even the top sects definitely didn't have such an ability.
"If this continues, I will die."
The first thought that appeared in He Yin's mind was to run and leave the sect. He didn't really care much and was just trying to survive.
But he knew that person outside had locked onto him.
Even if he couldn't see him, he definitely knew whether or not he was in the room.
Running was impossible.
"Who was the one who was bragging outside?"
