Yao gulped in saliva as he watched the body of this great grandmaster dissipate into light particles…
And even with him gone, Yao couldn't stop himself from feeling the overwhelming threat… the danger, the crisis, they hung his neck like a dead weight, refusing to loosen up…
Without wasting any time he decided to ignore the fusion of his consciousness and form, then he came out his inner world only to meet the great grandmaster, right in front of him, almost like he had been waiting for Yao to make that singular mistake.
The river of time boiled, twisted and eventually retreated back into his inner world. A moment later, Yao's eyes widened in horror.
He was slapped by something ridiculously powerful as blood spilled out of his lips.
“You actually fell into my trap, huh?” A mocking
