As Feng Yuhai gradually lost all control over his physical body and the Magic Remains, he also lost all perception of the outside world.
Darkness once again shrouded his vision, and his thoughts seemed to fall into an endless abyss.
At this moment, not to mention committing suicide, even hearing or seeing anything… had become a luxury for Feng Yuhai.
"Damn it…"
Feng Yuhai was both shocked and angry: "If it weren't for being severely injured by that explosion, there's no way I wouldn't be able to withstand a single encounter with the Magnetic Pole avatar, I wouldn't even have the chance to commit suicide… Zhang Yu!"
"Zhang Yu!"
Watching Feng Yuhai twitch a few times like a dead fish, Zhang Yu sighed in his heart: "Under my full defense and plea for help, how many could withstand at a level below the Divinity Transformation?"
Then he looked towards the direction of the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Tower and asked, "Master, has he lost consciousness?"
