The moonlight enclosed the giant eye.
It was like moonlight and also like the gleam of a sword.
The giant eye was wrapped in the light of the sword.
"Heh heh," the giant eye was torn into countless phantoms, but those phantoms dissipated like waves crashing onto the shore after a short moment, and then gathered together again.
Within the devil's eyes, blood vessels densely packed.
The Heavenly Mysterious Light in Ni Qianjun was dimming, with the shadows growing heavier.
Ni Qianjun hovered mid-air, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, blood-red throughout, he tightly gripped the sickle in his hand, madly channeling the Dark Energy within his body.
Blood seeped into the sickle he held, and suddenly, blade and wielder merged into one, piercing through the giant eye.
"Boom," the giant eye burst open in the air like fireworks,
"Ni Qianjun, watch out," someone was shouting from below, hesitating, Ni Qianjun looked down.
