He had pushed his strength to its peak, ready for an exhilarating fight.
But now, this was happening to his opponent.
It was like being cut off halfway through taking a shit—completely unsatisfying.
Shen Bai didn't know what was going on, but it seemed he wouldn't need to fight after all.
Sure enough, just as that thought crossed his mind, the last traces of life vanished from Wen Jing.
Wen Jing began to crumble into ash, starting from his head, until he had vanished without a trace.
He didn't say another word from start to finish, because he was no longer able to.
Nearby, the members of the Demonic Forces who had copied the Observatory agents' abilities were all dumbfounded.
They had discussed it on the way here. Some of them had wanted to try and see if they could briefly copy Shen Bai's abilities for themselves.
But Wen Jing had overruled everyone, insisting on doing it himself.
