When Su Ming'an saw the Cloud City God in the distance, his vision was already completely blurred.
His body repeatedly burned and resurrected, resurrected and burned, as if his entire being was torn into dozens of pieces. The barely recuperated spirit showed signs of collapse again, his soul nearly shattered.
"Swish!" A golden Defensive Barrier like an eggshell rose, blocking another falling flame. The Cloud City God finally managed to intercept him.
"..." Su Ming'an could no longer speak clearly, his trembling hand took a fresh red Manzusha Flower from his backpack, pointed at the Manzusha Flower, then at the watch Ah Du, and lastly, he pointed at his own head while gazing at the Cloud City God.
This series of silent actions left the live broadcast room's audience clueless, but the Cloud City God's pupils suddenly contracted, as if understanding something.
