It's really enviable and makes one jealous.
"Damn, even more sinister than me."
Yu Qiao cursed, just about to withdraw, but his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to escape.
"Gravity? Or some kind of confinement ability?" Yu Qiao frowned, thinking to himself.
At the same time, his form began to turn shadowy and black, eventually transforming into a shadow, trying to merge into the ground.
"Hehe."
A light chuckle followed as Chen Tiandao clenched his right hand, and with rubble flying, a muffled groan was heard, Yu Qiao reappeared with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"A very good Soul Skill, very high level, but unfortunately lacks strength!"
Chen Tiandao smiled, pressing down with his right hand, causing Yu Qiao's legs to weaken, almost bringing him to his knees.
"Damn it, aren't you going to help?"
Yu Qiao looked towards his teammates, but Ye Xing and others didn't make a move.
