"Phew, we made it through another ordeal."
Ye Yin, reactivating his sensory organs, slowly came to.
After confirming everything was mostly okay, he breathed a sigh of relief, though fear still lurked in his eyes.
"How is Mo? He didn't explode, did he?"
"No, at the critical moment, I interrupted its absorption," Ye Hanjun shook his head.
"That's good, that's really good."
Ye Yin patted his chest, his emotions gradually stabilizing.
Clearly, he feared the Great Disaster Demon Curse Body more than the Magnetic Field Storm.
Under the storm, one might be injured or maimed.
But the Great Disaster Demon Curse Body attacked nearby living beings indiscriminately—it was a deadly disaster, potentially annihilating everyone!
"Hiss…"
The snake's head, blood frothing from its mouth, widened its snake's eyes, which were streaked with blood.
The condition of Lion Head wasn't much better. Although it wasn't bleeding, its spirit was sapped, a rare sight to behold.
