"His!"
An anxious hissing sound came from the side. It must have been "Xiao Ji"'s voice. It must have discovered something strange about itself.
Yang Ji smiled bitterly in his heart. Xiao Ji had the ancient crown snake bloodline, so he might not be so severely affected. His original intention was to dedicate this "good thing" to himself, but he didn't expect that it would harm him instead.
"This is God's will!"
Yang Ji smiled bitterly in his heart. When death approached, perhaps because of hearing Xiao Ji's voice, Yang Ji's original panic calmed down.
Because of Xiao Ji, I embarked on this path of self-improvement in martial arts and continuous self-improvement. But now, it can be regarded as a kind of fateful reincarnation with a beginning and an end.
"I just have the guts not to do it..."
The last thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then there was a loud bang, and endless darkness surged in. Yang Ji's eyes dimmed, and his entire soul burst out of his body and was sucked in by that power...
Chapter completed!