"Bai Yin..."
Feng Chuanxing saw that Ding Huan's flames had already engulfed the Silver Snake and exclaimed in terror.
At this moment, he even forgot his own severe injuries—his arm was completely gone along with the shoulder, and a significant portion of his waist had been snapped away.
Rage filled Feng Chuanxing's mind, even causing him to momentarily lose his rationality.
No one could understand how important Bai Yin was to him. How difficult it was to obtain Bai Yin, which was crucial for his divine union...
He couldn't comprehend why someone bitten by Bai Yin could still be alive and kicking, even taking action.
Feng Chuanxing desperately tried to gather his Divine Essence, and the Star Sky Spear attempted to once more stir up the Death Gun Intent.
He vowed that this time he would definitely not be dragged into that Sword Curtain Realm by Ding Huan...
To his horror, he found his Divine Essence had stagnated.
