Long Fengyang's eyes blazed like two divine lamps as he stared intently at Ye Tianling.
Ye Tianling did not back down. His gaze, infused with his powerful Martial Arts Heart, was just as intense, meeting Long Fengyang's in a direct confrontation.
Their gazes interlocked, like two majestic, blood-colored auras—very similar, yet fundamentally different—colliding with each other.
HSSS—
Ripples exploded across the Void, spreading far into the distance.
In the end, Long Fengyang withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently to Long Tianmo. "Tianmo, remember what you promised. You know that if I was determined to take this ant's life, he wouldn't survive for half a year! It's just that, for now, we're dealing with the counter-effects of the Hidden Dragon Shackles."
At that moment, Long Tianmo's condition was still deteriorating.
Her body trembled slightly as she coughed softly, spurting out bright red blood from time to time, but she forcefully suppressed her terrible injuries.
