Wen Yan stood on the ground, his body engulfed in crimson-gold flames, but his expression remained very calm.
Personally opening the door to the Ghost era in the South Pacific, it was destined to trigger some bad events later.
Yet at this moment, his resolve only grew firmer.
The saying goes: if illness is in the pores, it can be treated with hot compresses; on the skin, acupuncture and moxibustion can reach it; in the entrails, fire can reach it; in the bones, it belongs to destiny, helpless to change.
Now, it's at the pores, on the skin, in the entrails, soon reaching the stage at the bones.
Now if the tumor is not excised, the poison scraped from the bones, can we hope that the Nanyang Union, deteriorating into this ghostly state, will solve it on its own later?
By then, to avoid mutual destruction, a world boss at its peak, stepping out could easily enter our territory, forcing some Eastern University to clean up the mess.
