Crack—
The pressure of space crushed the spiritual energy barrier. Ya Er was like a demon from hell. His hair scattered behind him and fluttered without wind. The coldness in his eyes swept over in all directions. Blood and tears left behind his bloodshot eyes. "It's all your fault. It's all because of you that His Majesty hates me and abandoned me!"
Listening to the aftershocks of Ya Er's voice in the air, Shen Yaowei felt a powerful pressure coming at her. The mental attack pressed down on her consciousness, making her frown.
Ya Er screamed at the top of her lungs. Her voice was like a demonic voice that pierced through one's ears, making one shiver.
"Aaah—!"
Feeling that Ya Er's roar was about to tear their souls apart, Shen Yaowei quickly channeled even stronger power to try to resist Ya Er's attack.
However, spirit energy could withstand the power of space but couldn't withstand Ya Er's voice!
