Success or Failure Depends on This One Move

A burst of short laughter suddenly rang out.

In this heavy scene that was infinitely close to the edge of life and death, it seemed out of place, but it was also like a pair of scissors tearing silk, lightning that cut through the sky, breaking the atmosphere.

It was as if the wind and clouds had dispersed in an instant, and the soul-stirring massive spiritual energy that had assaulted them had disappeared.

The raindrops that were frozen by an invisible force fell on Liu Yuan's body, making a crisp sound.

The pressure on his body suddenly became lighter. He subconsciously took a deep breath and waited for the spiritual power in his body to automatically protect his body and release it to block the rain. He was slightly stunned and found that his back was already covered in a cold sweat. However, he had been completely focused on dealing with Netherworld and did not even notice it.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the purple-clothed woman.