Under the searing pain.
In an instant, Jian Shaowu was forced out of the God Trapping Space.
"Ah!"
Jian Shaowu let out a miserable shriek. His only remaining left leg jumped, but it was too late—a palm gleaming with faint golden light reached right into his dantian and ripped out his Golden Core.
"No!"
Jian Shaowu stared at the cultivator who had just appeared before him, disbelief filling his eyes. Wasn't this the Foundation Establishment Third Layer "bug" he looked down on?
He'd actually been killed by a bug!
At this moment, Jian Shaowu felt his magical power draining away rapidly, weakness flooding every inch of his body.
His consciousness grew dim, eyes wide open in unwillingness as he died!
"Fuck yeah!"
Lin Chang'sheng snatched the storage bag from Jian Shaowu's waist. He instantly took three steps, dragging Jian Shaowu's corpse, and re-entered the God Trapping Space.
