"Hmph! So what if you've become a Pinnacle Immortal King? Without becoming an Immortal Emperor, you're still an ant in front of me. Since you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish!" the Nine-Headed Serpent sneered.
At the same time, countless tentacles suddenly began to writhe wildly, then surged towards Xue An like a dark cloud.
This scene made everyone's heart leap to their throats.
"Old Xue, you better be okay!" Huyue watched intently, whispering.
Hu Ying just stared blankly at that trace of white light in the sky.
In this sky full of tentacles, enshrouded in darkness, that trace of white light represented everyone's hope.
Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian clutched An Yan's hand tightly, their little faces full of worry and anticipation.
Just as the tentacles were about to reach Xue An, he suddenly lifted his gaze, then took a step forward.
This step seemed ordinary, landing lightly in the void.
