"Leave? It's already too late!"
Huijing flashed behind Yang Ling in an instant.
His palm landed on Yang Ling's shoulder without him noticing, like a current sweeping through his body, causing Yang Ling to tremble all over, as if he were under a Binding Spell. Huijing's gentle voice echoed in his ears: "The most painful thing in this world is not to destroy what you cherish in front of you, but to watch yourself destroy everything you vow to protect while being utterly powerless to stop it!"
"What, what do you want to do?" Yang Ling trembled, trying to resist.
But he found that he couldn't move his body at all.
Huijing's voice reverberated leisurely: "I have told you, you will personally send these demons to ultimate bliss!"
"Don't even think about it..."
Yang Ling barely managed to utter when
Huijing chanted a series of Buddhist mantras.
