From NanGong TianLong's throat came the sound of bones grinding against each other. The fresh air of this world had already lost touch with the latter's lungs, causing the fear of death to surface as the throes of suffocation set in. This fear seeped into the mind of the NanGong Family head bit by bit, and just when he reached the final clarity before death, NanGong TianLong seemed to have obtained some sort of release, his face settling into a peaceful expression.
However, Ling Tian did not notice this point as he suddenly let go of his hand, allowing air to pass in. NanGong TianLong suddenly jumped back from the throes of death, his mouth automatically sucking in air as he stared strangely at this frightening youth opponent of his.
