Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

om suddenly surged rapidly. In just a few breaths' time, the room became misty and hazy, almost reaching the point where one couldn't see their fingers.The three-hour time limit has been reached.The c...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The Wang Yang was clearly not a living person, more like a spirit or obsession. However, it was dim and pathetic, as if it could dissipate at any moment.He was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, though...