"Bang——!"
The deafening roar.
The body of the white-armored woman, like a kite with its string cut, flew backward directly.
Her expression was completely one of horror, somewhat desperate and increasingly anxious.
Emperor Huang's demonstrated strength further solidified her determination to kill him.
"Both of you, even if it means burying this piece of space-time, and if our Daoist magic and even self-sacrifice end here, unable to return, we must suppress Huang, otherwise the trouble will be endless!" The woman shouted, reminding the other two people of Huang's terror.
"You really do talk too much when you're told you talk too much," Shi Hao huffed coldly. With another flash, he appeared beside the white-armored woman like a ghost, swung his hand, and a heavy punch thundered down, smashing her deep into the void.
The woman's body bent like a shrimp, her eyeballs popping out, gasping for air.
