Chapter 892 Rotting Flesh (13)

Originally, the target that had successfully trapped and left with no way out suddenly looked as if he had become a Buddha on the spot, and the attacker was evidently shocked.

The sense of sanctity emanating from the opponent truly felt tangible; merely looking at him seemed to rapidly dissolve any intention to attack.

At that moment, the dense web had completely turned to ash.

What was going on? Could it be a last-minute promotion in the face of adversity?

Faced with Fu Qian, who had escaped the trap, and his even stronger momentum, the attacker fell into hesitation.

To attack or not?

The opponent, although skilled, appeared to be only newly Middle Tier, so the attacker had acted boldly.

However, having successfully trapped the target with the surprise attack and seeing the situation looking favorable, it was instantly torn to shreds...

"What should I call you?"

Just then, the target made the choice for him.

"I, the Grand Fate Ming Emperor, do not slay the nameless."