This damn racket is always like a blade, never knowing when it might fall.
He's playing!
Han Yu was absolutely certain that the person attacking was toying with him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Xinyin indeed was playing, wanting to see how much this young man, who had caused consecutive failures for his subordinates, could handle.
The unfathomable hand could strike at any moment, yet it chose to hover over the opponent's head, forcing him to keep erupting.
Han Yu indeed wanted to burst out; after the sea of fire surged, he suppressed it repeatedly, but was stopped by Liu Zongyuan.
"Wait...wait a minute, I can't hold this power, I'll die."
He was already at the end of his rope. Whether Han Yu's self-destruction could save him, he didn't know, but it could definitely "send" him away.
