Bai Zhongqi looked at Nan Ma, whose body was completely destroyed, and couldn't help but feel a tinge of compassion. He couldn't understand why Nan Ma's last desperate move was to let him go. Since the change at Wuya Palace, Bai Zhongqi had harbored deep hatred for Nan Ma, always wanting to tear him to pieces, yet after seeing him truly torn apart before his eyes, Bai Zhongqi could only let out a long sigh for no reason.
He had no time to waste mourning or commemorating this bald head; the enemy before him was unexpectedly strong. Bai Zhongqi had no idea or confidence on how to escape this place.
The Galactic Emperor smiled at Bai Zhongqi. The feeling of facing the same face made Bai Zhongqi feel truly eerie, especially knowing that this guy had created his existence and planned to take everything from him to achieve his bizarre goals.
