His gaze once again shifted in the direction of Chen Ming.
Although it was invisible to the naked eye, the surging spiritual energy fluctuation could not lie.
He looked that way and felt around in his clothes pocket, retrieving a glass orb swirled with the same vortex pattern as before.
However, the swirling arms within this glass orb were noticeably denser, its color overall deeper, and the intensity of the spiritual energy fluctuation it contained was stronger.
Thousand Faces crushed it without hesitation and murmured to himself at that moment, "An Wuping, you didn't expect we would prepare this much for you, did you?"
"Now all you can do is watch as the civilians your hypocrisy protected perish. At this moment, your heart must be at its most vulnerable."
"And the effect of my spiritual energy is more than just inducement."
Chen Ming, turning around and flying back, stared blankly at the crumbling Space Station, where absolutely no one survived.
