The man let out a miserable howl, suddenly breaking free from the illusionary realm.
Looking at the huge wound on his chest that almost sliced him diagonally in half, and at his half-severed arm, the man's eyes turned red and he let out a heartrending wail.
"You lowly creature! How dare you hurt me, how dare you hurt me!"
Lin Chen coldly asked, "Even though you are from the Heavenly God Clan, does it mean only you are allowed to kill others, and others cannot resist? After all, it was you who came at me intending to kill!"
The young man steadied himself beside the woman, turned his head, and pleaded, "Junior Sister, help me!"
The young woman frowned, unwillingly said, "If I hadn't pulled you back just now, you'd have been blown apart. Remember, you owe me a life!"
The young man looked embarrassed, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fine, since Junior Sister commands, I will not shirk."
