Stand Firm. Don't Fall

Laughing Li's armor shattered and flew into the air; he continued clenching a piece by his palm.

"Old Pal, stay with me for a while longer." Laughing Li clenched his fists as he stared at the Destiny Platform in front of him. There seemed to be some strange power surging in his body.

"Why aren't you moving? Move! Move! Weren't you very capable when you bullied me? Why aren't you moving now? Walk forward!" Li Xuan slammed the Cube's screen hatefully.

"Calm down. Wait for me." Zhou Wen's figure flashed and instantly vanished.

As though he had heard Li Xuan's cursing, Laughing Li moved again. He took a step up the stone steps.

Blood gushed out as fine patterns appeared on his leg as though they had been cut by a knife.

Laughing Li walked up step by step. With every step he took, his body seemed to be sliced open by invisible blades. Blood flowed out of his body, and in three steps, his clothes were almost dyed red with blood.