Baili An's forehead showed faint veins, and at such a close distance, Yin Baishuang clearly noticed that his breath was chaotic.
She was dazed, not yet returning to her senses, as if she were in a dream, muddled and confused.
Seeing her in this bewildered state, Baili An's face darkened.
The next moment, he viciously headbutted her forehead, angrily speaking:
"Are you crazy?! You don't even know to hide when an Evil Ghost haunts you, yet you keep moving forward, do you want your soul to be devoured by the vortex of the Abyss?!"
As he spoke, Baili An's whole body trembled, his gaze frighteningly dark.
But Yin Baishuang felt that the person truly frightened just now was actually him.
It was him, truly him, he was still alive...
In this instant, the raging wildfire spreading across the world, gigantic, fiery, and burning with death, fell into Yin Baishuang's eyes, instead resembling a sun symbolizing hope and light.
