Su Yan couldn't bear to hear those words.
Stabbed him once, yet he didn't realize his mistake?
She had to beat him until he knew he was wrong.
Her pitch-black eyes gradually shimmered with gold.
She slit her own palm, and a stream of blood mixed with gold flowed out.
Clenching her hand.
Xiao Hua's voice chimed in
"Warning, Host, your current strength has already surpassed the limit. If you continue, severe side effects will occur."
But it was too late.
As the words fell, the punch had already landed on Xiao Lei's body.
The fist went straight through his abdomen.
Boom!
Xiao Lei collapsed to his knees.
A mouthful of blood was coughed out.
Su Yan withdrew her hand.
Watching the golden light on Xiao Lei's body rapidly fade.
This implied he was dying.
Yet he was a god; in this Plane, he wouldn't truly die.
His true form would be severely damaged.
Xiao Lei's bloody hand clamped down tightly on Su Yan's arm.
He stared intently at her.
