The spear pierced down from Sui Yi's palm, stabbing onto the tip of the tower's round bead.
Buzz!!!
The sound was loud, the light dazzling.
As Sui Yi's hand pressed down.
Boom!!!
The round bead began to crack!
Starting from the tip, shattering, accompanied by the sharp baby cries of Zhi, its body continuously twisting, the ground protruding large swathes of dirt.
At the same time, Du Gourou saw this scene, suddenly shivering, wetting himself!
Hiss hiss hiss!
Scalding urine soaked the Sacrificial Altar, immediately causing a shriek, the altar cracking.
Holy shit, it actually works!
Du Gourou had truly been a burden along the way, previously not really noticing, as he was protected, but once Sui Yi "straightened" him out, he began to ponder if he, as a man, should contribute some strength.
But did he have strength?
With no more than a skin-and-bones body, though possessing some martial arts, compared to his sister's formidable strength, he was laughably weak.
