The Blast of Alien Civilizations!

"What?"

Aside from Xiaoming and Wenwen, everybody stood up. Boss Bai, the Fist King, and even Long Yangjun all bulged their eyes, both real ones and artificial ones, and stared at Li Yao. The muscles on their faces were tightened, and they couldn't help but open their mouths in shock.

Boss Bai said in a hurry, "Where did you know 'witchcraft' from? What is the 'witchcraft' you know exactly?"

"About that…"

Li Yao had no idea why his heart was beating so fast. It was almost like a pile driver was bashing his chest nonstop. He could not control himself at all despite his Cultivation that was beyond the Divinity Transformation Stage.

In only a few seconds, the sweat on his forehead and his back had surged out like blood, wetting his facial organs and his clothes.