"I... I'm okay... Mange, be gentle, my waist is about to break..."
Enfolded in Shen Mange's embrace, Ye Fan was not being held tightly, but because of the corrosion of the bones by the dark power within his body, his waist had become too fragile. Even a light hug seemed to nearly dismantle him.
"Ah..."
Shocked by Ye Fan's condition, Shen Mange let out a cry and quickly released him.
But at that moment, the rune talismans on Ye Fan's body had already lost their effect, and his entire body was nearly wrapped in a black aura. The purity of the dark aura held absolute dominance, and because of the soft bones, Ye Fan had difficulty even standing.
Crack!
Just as Shen Mange let go of Ye Fan, a sound of bones cracking reverberated, startling everyone present.
What was happening?
How had Ye Fan, who was once so powerful, suddenly become like a frail, elderly man on the verge of collapse at the slightest breeze?
