Lu Ya's clones swiftly gathered together before turning into his body again. The galaxy around him seemed like it was True Morning Dao World, but it was like a huge net to him. Forget leaving, just trying to retain his existence was already an incredibly difficult task.
When Su Ming shut his eyes, the entire world shattered. Fear appeared on Lu Ya's face. An intense feeling that he was about to die rose like a roaring wave in his heart. The world shattered around him, and the destructive presence grew incredibly thick.
Madness appeared in Lu Ya's eyes. He lifted his right hand and struck the center of his brows again. With it, the mark of the treasured gourd at his forehead shone brightly. At the same time, Lu Ya's body withered, as if his life, his soul, and even his flesh and blood had been sucked into the mark between his eyebrows.
