Another cold snort rang out, and a wave of oppressive pressure crashed down. A sound like teeth grinding echoed from within Mo Yang's body, his bones feeling as though they were about to shatter at any moment.
Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled violently. Even his normally proud physical body could no longer hold out, forced into a downward bend.
With a pale face, Mo Yang lifted his head with extreme difficulty to look up into the air. Though he saw no figures, he could sense several pair of icy eyes staring right at him.
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