What Would I Want with You?

The air was filled with cold and lustrous Golden Scales. Stained with blood, they fell into the jade-colored sea one by one, amidst foamy splashes.

Yu Jiubian howled in pain. All of the scales on his kun body had been plucked clean, shaken off by the resonant impact. The pain cut through to his bones and he almost fell unconscious—his body was drenched in blood.

His kun body was born of his visualization, but it had to receive the recognition of his own spirit. How otherwise could he materialize it?

And that was also the reason why the combination was incomparably lifelike. Now that his scales were being removed, this kind of tearing pain was most difficult to bear.

Even a member of the Deity race found it difficult to endure.

People were shocked out of their wits. That was an entity who had come from the Ten Greats. A young genius was being forcefully suppressed and deprived of his scales by Chu Feng.