"My head is about to split open!" Zhang Menglong clutched his head and rolled on the ground, as if he were Sun Wukong encountering Tang Sanzang chanting the Tightening Curse. He felt as if there were two armies engaging in a direct confrontation inside his head.
Zhang Menglong wished he could faint immediately, but his body told him that if he passed out, these two forces of Soul Power would turn his brain into mush. He had to suppress this battle with his Will of the Soul!
Two forces of Soul Power collided, creating a very peculiar soul wave around Zhang Menglong. The bats formed by the Soul Energy seemed to fear this force, only daring to wander around Zhang Menglong's body but not approach, because this was definitely Zhang Menglong's weakest moment.
"Gou Dan, what's happening to me?" Zhang Menglong endured the severe pain, hoping Gou Dan could resolve his inner doubts.
