The onlookers, whether they supported Ji Qinglian or Ji Qingyue, were all utterly dumbfounded.
The way they looked at Zhong Ming was incredibly complex.
'How can you be so arrogant and self-righteous about it?'
They were marveling at him, but some also wanted to mock him out loud.
"Still talking tough when you're about to die!"
"Heh…" Standing before Zhong Ming, Ji Qinglian was so angered she let out a cold laugh.
But just as she opened her mouth to say something, a HUM echoed as a pinprick of light, like a candle flame, blossomed from Zhong Ming's left eye.
BOOM!
The next moment, this light flared and spread across Zhong Ming's entire body.
As the Flame spread like ripples on water, a bright point of light, like a star, appeared on the surface of Zhong Ming's body.
"Uh…"
This sight made the words Ji Qinglian had been about to say die in her throat.
