What Wang Jingyang could not understand was that the girl in front of him had to pay with her life to be able to use tier -3 genes at will.
If he could control this power ...
If he could use the third - rank gene again and again, he and Yan would no longer need to fear and despair, nor would they need to hide in the dark abyss.
But soon, Wang Jingyang shook his head and gave up on his fantasy.
The surprise in his eyes dissipated and he looked at the girl in front of him with a hint of mockery.
She would die.
Wang Jingyang could feel that the girl's genetic cells were burning. He had never doubted his own perception.
"Little girl, what kind of enmity do I have with you that you would activate your rank -3 gene?"
Wang Jingyang was indeed a little confused.
Wang Jingyang did not believe the girl's words. No one could use a tier -3 gene and remain unscathed.
