Destroyed

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

White smoke immediately rose from Meng Chao's palm.

However, he did not feel any pain at all.

He only felt two lava-like streams of heat flowing into his body through his palms and then through the spirit meridians in his arms. They were reminiscent of two flaming dragons that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They rushed straight into the depths of his brain.

In an instant, his vision was smeared red by the burning blood.

When the redness faded, the world around him changed.

It was no longer the dangerous Blood Skull Temple.

Instead, it was the magnificent Blood Skull Arena.

He was no longer Meng Chao.

Instead, he was the legendary gladiator, 249!

It was a very weird feeling.

It was as if his soul had been extracted from his body by some mysterious yet irresistible power and poured into 249's body hundreds of years ago through space-time.