Knocked back by three meters, Prison-Suppressing Mingwang was about to lunge forward again when he suddenly noticed a golden needle flying toward him.
The tiny golden needle seemed insignificant at first, but at this moment it sent a jolt of panic through his heart. It moved too fast; by the time he wanted to dodge, it was already too late.
"What did you do to me?" After being struck by the needle, Prison-Suppressing Mingwang noticed not a single drop of HP was lost. His limbs simply grew weak of their own accord, and his heart hammered wildly.
Chapter 70