Song Lingyun's liver and gallbladder felt as if they were splitting, his chest caved in.
He wasn't supposed to be in such a dire state, but how could he have known that Wei Fan had achieved body ascension to sainthood? Allowing Wei Fan to get close had doomed his defeat.
"Escape!"
He leveraged the force of a single palm to turn and flee, but someone with body ascension was nearly invincible in close combat, not just in strength but speed too, as swift as lightning.
As soon as he turned, a powerful, strong hand gripped his neck, the bones creaking under the pressure.
"So fierce!"
Zhi Hua and Gu Ziqin, hidden in the shadows, were dumbfounded. It only took a few moves for Song Lingyun to be captured by Wei Fan.
"If he hadn't been approached, he could have fought a while longer; getting close to someone with body ascension is practically seeking death."
