Dr. Zheng appeared frantic, but in reality, he was panicking.
Tang Yu noticed the giant serpent's head was motionless, pondered for half a second, countless streams of data flowing through his eyes, and stared at the serpent's pupil for a long time.
He reached out,
Crack,
The space shattered like a glass mirror.
His palm extended into the dark space fracture, fingers tightly clenching, suddenly pulling outward.
Bang, clang!
Dr. Zheng, in his white lab coat, was pulled from the serpent's pupil, thrown, and collided with the hard frozen ground, bouncing and then falling, shaken to the core, his lab coat dusted with frost.
"Treat him a bit, don't let him die."
"Rest assured, Lord, as long as he has a breath, he won't die. Once I thoroughly understand the soul, even if he stops breathing, I can make his soul speak."
Winnie covered her mouth with a smile, appearing like a devil in Dr. Zheng's eyes.
Dr. Zheng wasn't powerful himself, only comparable to Awakening Tier Perfection.
