Chapter 395: Not Cleaned Up

The two within the trap were unaware of any abnormalities in themselves.

But those outside clearly saw that the state of both people had become drastically—even dangerously—unsettled.

It was as if they had suddenly suffered a stroke; they suddenly stiffened and stopped moving.

Then, the surface of their bodies began to crack, like two exquisitely crafted porcelain statues, innumerable fissures spreading downward from the crown of their heads.

And from those cracks burst forth countless shimmering, auspicious lights.

These were the divine powers and virtue they had accumulated over a lifetime, now frenetically ebbing away.

"Not good," the head coach, Jiang Lu, dropped the stretching leg of Hong Yi, and stroked his chin with a grave expression:

"It looks like they're beginning to end themselves."

Hearing this, everyone was alarmed.