At this moment, Yang Jing only felt that his entire body had been controlled and completely unresponsive to his commands, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Simultaneously, the eerie old man chuckled sinisterly, "Southern Emperor, Yang Jing is your most loyal subordinate. If he were to attack you, how would you respond?"
Chen Yang suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility and immediately widened his eyes in anger, shouting, "Old bastard, you dare!"
The eerie old man laughed loudly, "Why wouldn't I dare? Tormenting you and killing you is the biggest goal of my life." As he spoke, his ten fingers trembled.
Ch-ch-ch!
The eight red threads that Chen Yang had knocked to the ground suddenly twitched and, with a whoosh, shot out from Yang Jing's body.
Afterwards, Yang Jing felt even more unable to control his body, and the next moment, his body moved abruptly, lunging towards Chen Yang, True Qi surging within, as he punched fiercely towards Chen Yang's face.
"Ah!"
