"Retrospect!"
Chu Yi, who had mastered the art of evasion, first cast a spell to revert to his state three seconds prior. He lifted his hand, his jade-like palm emitting a pure white glow, devouring the truths and order of the world.
The Divine Hand shone with a brilliant starlight and reached out towards Xinluo.
"Overreaching."
Xinluo couldn't help but laugh heartily, secretly disdainful of this human teenager. How could a human's physique compare with that of the Alien Race?
In the next moment, the white light exploded, morphing into a dazzling wild dragon and clashing head-on with Xinluo's scarlet claw.
Bika's skill, [Dragon Soul].
BAM!
A sharp pain swiftly swept through his fingertips, bursting into a mist of blood, then was pulled into the pale hue by countless ethereal strings, constantly sucking and consuming.
"Ah!"
