"I found you!" A long howl spread through the water plants, causing ripples to stir.
Swish!
Su Heng stepped forward.
He spread his five fingers and fiercely struck toward Jian Chuan's spiritual apex.
The gap between them was so vast that Jian Chuan felt like an insect trapped in amber.
Unable to struggle, unable to resist, he couldn't even open his mouth to beg for mercy.
He could only watch, trembling violently, as the pitch-black hand rapidly enlarged and came straight at him, covering everything!
Jian Chuan's facial muscles trembled violently, his clothes fluttered, and his pupils suddenly contracted and solidified.
At the critical moment,
he raised his head and shouted, "King Qingyang, save me!"
Boom!
