Hmm.
Buzzzzz—
Yamakawa Ichiro instinctively turned his head upon hearing the eerie buzzing sound, and looked over.
He saw Fang Yu closing in at an even faster speed, while a Mandala Flower drifted in the air, buzzing as a burst of red-gold light wrapped around a slender golden needle.
The tip of the Golden Needle gleamed like a strand of hair, twinkling intensely.
Yamakawa Ichiro's pupils contracted, his heart filled with terror from the cold gleam!
At the same time, Fang Yu's voice struck—
"Taixuan Finger Technique!"
Swoosh.
The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle broke through the air in an attack.
Puchi!!!
The needle pierced through Yamakawa Ichiro's back, passing through his chest.
The immense inertia continued to drive forward.
With a bang, the Golden Needle pinned Yamakawa Ichiro against a stone pillar at the entrance.
He had no strength left to fight back.
Yamakawa Ichiro, dead!
…
Inside the conference hall.
Fang Yu slowly descended.
