The shield was filled with despair, even kindling a few fond memories of Wei Daoming.
Yet, its actions showed no sign of slowing. With a BUZZ, a dim light suddenly emanated from the shield.
The next instant, it formed a circle that became a sphere, completely enveloping Wang Zhan.
Wang Zhan, still startled, quickly responded, "Would you believe me if I said I had nothing to do with this?"
He wasn't a mad man or a fool; he was a normal person. Any normal person knew that when a Martial Artist self-destructed, it was best to stay as far away as possible. Any Martial Artist who dared to self-detonate had to possess considerable strength; otherwise, the act would be inconsequential. Great power meant a high degree of destruction, making it impossible to defend against.
