At that time, it will be completely beyond salvation, and Ning Fan's soul, torn into fragments, will be devoured and fused by Nannan.
But Ning Fan's willpower can't compare to Nannan's boundless resentment.
The stronger he resists, the greater the force of the tearing.
Especially amidst the resentment, countless illusions and hallucinations appeared, and these negative perceptions constantly battered Ning Fan's spirit.
"Everything is over."
A strong sense of grief rose in Ning Fan's heart, and he became increasingly unwilling to resist.
"Nannan will always be with you."
"Brother, come on! Let's play games."
...
"You must hold on!"
Though he spoke these words, Barson's ashen face displayed his true thoughts.
In a contest at the soul level, how could mortals be a match for ghosts, especially one like Nannan who is nearing the level of a Ghost Immortal.
Barson had already foreseen that Ning Fan was bound to die this time.
