Chen Yang's blood was clotted, and then his mana was clotted. It's a terrible feeling that can't be described. It's a real human powerlessness.

"Wisdom, help me!" Chen Yang couldn't help communicating with the wise monks in the seeds of Xuanhuang Shengu. The wise monk responded quietly, "Chen Yang Dao-you, I have only one way to help you right now. But why do you do that? You will be in danger of life, Chen Ling is not unreasonable. He will never hurt you."

Chen Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I can't say many things, but I only know that today, I have to do this, no matter what I...