The tremor of the earth grew more violent, and the aura of the one who was sealed surged like a tidal wave, slamming against Si Ren's senses wave after wave.
Si Ren gripped the hilt of the Seven-Star Sword tightly, trying to pull it out from Hou Tu's chest. Yet Hou Tu seemed utterly resolved to die, his palms ignoring the razor-sharp edge of the blade, grasping it with a death grip.
"Let go already! If you drag this out, you're going to die!" Si Ren roared, his face etched with anxiety and helplessness.
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