Watching this scene, Ye Fengsheng, who was about to attack again, showed a sarcastic smile at the corner of his eyes. Instead of attacking, he stopped in the same place, quickly rotating his wrist, drawing countless golden lines in the air before him. Finally, as they contracted, he embedded them into his own body.
Ye Fengsheng shook his fist, feeling the emptiness of his body as Zhen Shanfei's strength faded away, and with fatigue afterward, the emptiness in his blood, and the cold self-mockery at the corners of his mouth.
The battle ended quickly, surprising everyone including Ye Fengsheng himself. He hadn't expected that while he was giving his all to struggle against Kunlun, these Kunlun Elders would still want to retreat. In this situation, if he died, so be it. It wasn't a big deal.
