An Eye for an Eye!

This change happened even faster.

With a single mistake, the battle was over.

Yuwen Wushuang stood motionlessly in front of Dao Being Desolate Martial with a pale face. Although he tried her best to remain calm, one could still see the panic in his eyes.

Dao Being Desolate Martial's palm was right above Yuwen Wushuang's head.

As long as he exerted strength in his palm, Yuwen Wushuang would die without a chance for his Essence Spirit to leave his body!

"How could this be?"

"W-Why is Dao Being Wushuang in Dao Being Desolate Martial's hands again?"

Many cultivators were confused and did not manage to witness what happened in that brief moment.

A cultivator was speechless. "Earlier on, Yuwen Wushuang suddenly attacked Dao Being Desolate Martial, but…"

The cultivator paused and frowned slightly, confusion flashing through his eyes.

"What happened? Speak!"

Someone urged impatiently.