"What are you doing?"
Wang Yang's lips curled into a bizarre smile. With one hand forming a seal, a layer of gray appeared over his black pupils, making his face resemble a zombie crawling out of the Underworld.
"Of course, I'm here to take you to the Blissful Pure Land!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two dim, ashen beams shot straight into Wang Yang's right eye.
"Ah!!"
In an instant, Wang Yang felt a sharp pain in his eyes, forcing him to hunch over and cover them with his hands.
Soon after, even more intense pain erupted from his brain, gradually spreading throughout his entire body.
It felt as though even his skin and hair were in agony, causing Wang Yang to curl up on the ground, wailing incessantly.
Meanwhile, Lu Fang watched this scene with apparent enjoyment, a strange smile playing on his lips as he clicked his tongue:
"Every time I witness such a scene, I feel utterly satisfied."
Just like when he experienced it himself, it was both painful and exhilarating!
