In the Yin Yang Demon Prison.
Xiao Yi was situated amidst it, everything in sight was black and white.
This was a world of pure extremity.
At the same time.
In this world, it's not simply black and white.
But rather the forces of Yin and Yang spinning with each other.
Like a World-Ending Roulette.
Two entirely different but equally powerful energies rotated in opposite directions, as if countless explosive arms were tightly gripping themselves.
Twisting and pulling towards both sides.
Intending to tear his body into pieces.
The terrifying power caused Xiao Yi's figure to twist, and it seemed he could explode at any moment.
If not for his extremely tough and strong body.
Under the tearing of such power.
He would have already turned into countless fragments.
