He had just been at the very center of the clash of powers, and when the explosion occurred, there was no time to dodge, so he bore the brunt of the explosion's aftermath.
Sword Qi's power lingered in his body, rampantly ravaging his flesh.
Looking down on him from above, Ning Fan's eyes flickered with a cold light, "That dagger just now was your last resort, wasn't it? Now you have no more tricks up your sleeve. Just surrender obediently."
Upon hearing this, The Man in the Black Mist gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You bastard, do you really think you have the situation under control? I'll have you know that this world is about to collapse. I can easily leave this place while you can only obediently wait for your death here."
With that, he raised his palms abruptly, and thick black fog surged from his palms, gathering around his body.
This black fog continued to whirl, eventually forming a black hole that kept spinning, with a faint light seeping through from its center.