WHOOSH!

Standing on an eighth grade Goldskin Beast, Dong Qisong from the Beast-controlling Sect plummeted towards the dead star like a streak of golden light before landing with a loud crash.

He seemed to be so exhausted that even breathing had become laborious.

Sparks of spiritual power fell from him like snowflakes.

He was drenched in sweat.

Dong Li removed her gaze from the black iron box to fix him with a confused look. “What the hell happened to you, ...