"Chen Shekong, stop!" Xiao Qiang roared. His power began to fiercely assault the cage of lightning and thunder.
"Die!" But Chen Shekong didn't pay any attention to Xiao Qiang, as his hand slowly descended. In Zhang Xiao'ou's eyes, the world at that moment was terrifying. She knew that she was about to die. For some reason, facing death, she found herself lacking fear. Perhaps, death meant liberation.
After all, had she not been unhappy? There was at least one person she couldn't recall yet couldn't forget.
In the end, she looked towards Xiao Qiang. At that moment, Xiao Qiang once again experienced the feeling of a heart being cut with a knife. Nearly furious, he summoned the True Qi of creation, transforming it directly into a Divine Dragon, which then fiercely struck the thunder cage. The Nascent Soul realm powerhouse's thunder cage shook continuously under Xiao Qiang's assault, beginning to twist directly.
