Clarissa Johnson's delicate body was suddenly sent flying.
She opened her mouth to speak, but blood gushed out like a spring, constantly pouring from her mouth.
Warren snorted coldly and strode towards the room.
Inside the room.
Ethan Smith was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
His dantian was flashing with light, and the raging power surged towards every part of his body.
Ethan's flesh was rapidly improving, and his bones and blood seemed to be reshaped again and again.
Seeing this scene, Warren couldn't help but sneer, "A crucial moment for breakthrough... luckily we didn't arrive late."
"This young man seems to be about to step into the Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster Reralm." The young man beside Warren also spoke solemnly.
Warren nodded slightly, and said coldly, "Don't waste time, kill him quickly to avoid any accidents."
As he spoke, Warren's hand shimmered with light, and a terrifying aura of energy rapidly condensed in his palm.
"You brat, die!"
