As this majestic voice came, the whole world seemed to be frozen in that instant. Zhu Bufan couldn't perceive what exactly happened, but only saw Zhu Xing's hand, just an inch away from his forehead.
But even with this short inch of distance, Zhu Wu, despite exerting all his strength, couldn't move forward at all, and the scorching heat from his fiery red palms seemed to be confined, not dissipating in the slightest.
At this moment, Zhu Wu's face was flushed red, his whole face swollen, his eyeballs covered in blood marks, every muscle trembling rapidly, and a gurgling sound emerged from his throat. It seemed like he had exerted all his strength.
"Why? Why..." Zhu Xing uttered an unwilling roar, and although the strange Alien Energy wandering around Zhu confined his actions, it couldn't control his bodily functions.
