Amidst the crimson glow, Han Yu felt as if his flesh and blood were about to be torn apart.
The long-forgotten sensation of soreness and swelling instantly coursed through his entire body, and his muscles and bones let out an ear-piercing wail.
Yet, despite this, Han Yu still gritted his teeth tightly.
"Are you freaking full and just bored?"
The Artifact Spirit's face was filled with extreme anger; he could have dodged it just a moment ago.
Why didn't he dodge?
"I want to see what level the flesh of someone at the Divine Dao Realm can reach!"
Han Yu gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty.
Just for this?
The Artifact Spirit's face was filled with disbelief.
Yes, for this reason. If he didn't know his own limits, how could he go after Di Liuxin?
Indeed, Su Xiaoxiao was right.
After this, the first thing this guy thinks about is definitely revenge.
"Can't you find someone else to try this with?"
