The sudden catastrophe took everyone by surprise until the heavy thud against the Heavenly Spirit echoed in Tian Nanxing's ears, and he opened his eyes in shock.
All surrounding sounds dissipated, a sharp ringing pierced his mind. Tian Nanxing's face turned ghastly pale as he staggered backward, watching Jiang Yuebai and the others rush towards Xie Jingshan amidst the ringing.
A piercing, bone-crushing pain emanated from every part of his body, as if his soul was being torn apart piece by piece.
Tian Nanxing looked at his hands in terror and saw his body slowly disintegrating like burnt paper ashes.
"No! No, no, no! This can't be! Absolutely not!!"
Tian Nanxing screamed. Everything was happening too fast, he didn't even have time to unravel the Soul Binding Spell. No matter how hard he tried or how many tricks he had left, they were all futile under that damn spell.
