The blackness on Kang Tai's skin gradually receded under the illumination of the golden light, revealing his original flesh tone. The eerie and powerful aura surrounding him also began to weaken.
Lan Liu, having just taken an attack from Lin Tianhao, was already gravely injured. The intense pain contorted her face in agony, making it impossible for her to even stand.
Though Lan Liu's arm wasn't directly severed, the flesh had burst open, leaving it drenched in blood.
The pungent stench of blood surged into Kang Tai's nose, and a sudden wave of clarity returned to his mind amidst the excruciating pain.
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When Lan Liu locked eyes with him, she suddenly felt her heartbeat slow by half a beat. An unspeakable terror engulfed her like a flood; it was as though death itself was staring into her soul. A chill crept up from the soles of her feet, reaching the crown of her head.
