Wang An, caught off guard, grunted as his palm violently shook, quickly seeing the once golden armor on his hand stained pitch black, oozing with dark liquid.
"Hehe—" Great Elder Liao Zhiyun revealed his true face, which turned out to be just as wrinkled and aged as Lu Sanxi's, and with a lift of his left hand, an eye appeared in his palm, emitting a strange charm light.
"Eye of the Curse—" Liao Zhiyun let out a sinister scream, and that weird charm light had already struck Wang An, who was in shock.
"Eye of Blindness—" From Liao Zhiyun's chest, a massive eye opened, shooting out a beam of energy that also hit Wang An in the face.
Wang An suddenly let out a miserable scream, his voice filled with terror as he desperately struggled. However, his body was enveloped in rising charm light, and an invisible force was inhibiting his movements, while black liquid continuously flowed from his eyes.
