Lu Yuan's face was beet red, a cold power ceaselessly flowed into his body, causing him intense pain.
Had it not been for the help of the Extraordinary Spark to resist, that decaying hand would have forcibly merged into his body.
A deep sense of shock arose in his heart. The opponent's head had fallen off, yet it seemed completely unaffected…
"Indeed, this is a bizarre and deceitful creature… It cannot be assessed by ordinary means."
Under the suffocating pain, he kicked up a knocked-over oil lamp like one would kick a shuttlecock, spilling high-temperature flames once again onto the black, decaying arm.
The arm momentarily receded.
Seizing this opportunity, Lu Yuan, like a wild horse, began to flee!
Along the way, he deployed several oil lamps, but they were like fakes, brightly lit yet failing to provide much light.
