There Won't Be A Next Time

"Hmph!"

Su Jingxing's Primordial Spirit sneered coldly and released a destructive force that shattered the void to meet the evil will.

Like snowflakes under the hot sun, as soon as the evil and malicious will came into contact with the destructive power, it instantly melted and dissolved.

Buzz!

The air shook.

A wisp of consciousness descended from the distant darkness.

"Destruction power? Who are you?!"

A loud voice that was purely targeted at the soul resounded through the air.

"Scram!"

Su Jingxing's Primordial Spirit also condensed and released a wisp of will fluctuations that spread out into the endless void.

Then, there was nothing else.

It was unknown if the other party was wary or afraid, but there was no will released.

Su Jingxing's Primordial Spirit waited for a moment, but there was no movement.