“Who’s there?!” Ning Yang let out a violent shout as he backed away from the meteor. The skin on his hand was cut open and blood was flowing out of his torn flesh.

SHEW!

With a thought, he summoned the spiritual sword he had hacked into the meteor, and it rapidly flew back into his hand.

At that very moment, Tong Jianfeng’s corpse landed heavily at the bottom of the crater, creating a loud crash.

Numerous threads of cyan light were still snaking around on Tong ...