Prince Yu, who had just reconstructed his Immortal body, was in his weakest state. Divine blood gushed out of his seven orifices. He was almost killed by this slap.
Then, Zhen Wuyang stretched out his hand and pulled him back to the front.
Covering the divine blood spurting out of his nose, Prince Yu said timidly, "Imperial Father, why did you hit me?"
Taking a deep breath, Zhen Wuyang pointed at the shattered void and said in a deep voice, "Did you do this?"
When he heard this, he immediately became a little listless."Yes, but not… It's not just me..."
When Zhen Wuyang heard that, he was so angry that he wanted to slap him a few more times, but he eventually retracted his palm.
The magnificent and terrifying aura in the Void Battleground disappeared. Jian Wushuang and the others panted and retreated.