"Aaaaahhhh!!!" Sitting Oblivion Path knelt on the ground, trembling as he covered his skinned face with his hands, letting out violent screams of agony.
The screaming wasn't just from pain, but also from the fact that he'd actually been tricked by the other side.
Accompanied by the sound of mucus sliding across skin, Black Taisui's writhing tentacles wrapped around the face's skin with eyeballs on it, slowly retracting back into Li Huowang's mouth.
With a gulp, Li Huowang painfully swallowed the stinking, slimy stuff in his mouth.
He looked at Sitting Oblivion Path struggling to rise in front of him, staggered, reached back, and yanked—Copper Coin Sword instantly appeared in his hand.
"Shua!" As Li Huowang lost his balance and fell from swinging the sword, Sitting Oblivion Path, whose body was embedded with a dozen copper coins, also collapsed onto the ground.
