Su Chengyu had a great deal of fortitude but even he couldn't stand the heart-wrenching pain brought on by the Illusory Poison Needle. The Heaven-Mending Stone had to withdraw its Five-Colored Divine Light and returned to his wrist.
"This thing is indeed quite tricky. If I forcibly helped you remove the needle, I'm afraid your Dantian and God's Soul wouldn't stand it either. We must think of another way." The Heaven-Mending Stone said.
Gasping heavily, Su Chengyu was as white as paper, sweating heavily. He seemed to have completely collapsed. After a while, he took a deep breath and weakly said, "The Illusory Poison Needle really lives up to its name…"
If even the Heaven-Mending Stone couldn't remove the Illusory Poison Needle, the situation became extremely difficult.
Su Chengyu's scream of agony had been heard by all the Martial King Realm experts in the Dragon Soul Department.
