It was as if space had frozen. The Star Universe fell deathly silent.
The Dragon Cat stared blankly at the Ancient Battle Spear piercing through Ye Wushuang's heart.
The spear's sharp aura tore through the space behind Ye Wushuang, causing a large section of it to shatter and collapse. The slaughtering power of the Holy Dao swept through the Chaos Space.
Ye Wushuang's pupils gradually constricted, as if his consciousness was being erased. He stood there, stiff as a board, yet surprisingly, the spark of life in his eyes had not vanished.
After a long while, Ye Wushuang's neck twitched. He looked down at the Ancient Battle Spear glimmering with Divine Light in his chest, a look of disbelief on his face.
The Holy Dao Slaughter could obliterate the consciousness of even a Nirvana Nine Layers expert, let alone his own.
And yet, despite being run through, he was not dead.
'What's going on?'
