"You know what to do."
Duanmu Huai didn't even glance back at Hei Chuan Chi Yin, just spoke calmly.
"Because you know how I do it."
Having said this, Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on the knife handle once again.
"No--------!!!"
The soul of the Star Gods is gradually being extracted, forcibly dragged into the Sun Wheel Blade, but she refuses to give up the struggle, desperately trying to escape.
And now, Duanmu Huai is also desperately trying to bind her---the spiritual power borrowed from the audience in another world had been completely exhausted when used to destroy the plane storing Noise earlier. Currently, Duanmu Huai doesn't even have time to change into a new set of clothes, not that he cares about such trivial matters.
