Shun Long's heart was beating rapidly as he looked at the weak Liu Mei, but he knew, that there was nothing he could do right now, but hope that Liu Mei would get through this.
However, the scene in front of his eyes wasn't improving in the slightest, as the aura of death coming from Liu Mei's body was getting thicker and thicker with every second that passed.
The black dragon and the silver-winged panther both stayed silent as they watched their master's wife, whose condition was only worsening.
At the same time, inside her mind, Liu Mei felt extreme pain, as if her soul was being hammered relentlessly.
At first, she could still endure the intense pain, but as time went on, the intensity of the attack gradually increased.
It was like an ever-rising crescendo, that would only stop once it had completely wiped out her soul.
