Crushed stone and dust filled the sky.
The life and death of Luojia within it could only be determined by the aura he emitted.
It wasn't until the attacks from the void stopped that Luojia flew out in a sorry state.
His once luxurious clothes had lost their former elegance, now covered in dust, looking like tattered rags on him. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, not yet dried. Such a pathetic sight shocked not just Luojia's subordinates, but also all the audience watching the live broadcast:
This Bisite Star is about to change hands!
"Kid, you have some skill. You must not be from my Bisite Planet. I originally planned to let you off, as getting involved in this battle and opposing me wasn't entirely your intention."
"But you showed no mercy, so don't blame this old man for being ruthless!"
Yan Qiushui felt full of disdain upon hearing Luojia's words.
