"Wh... why did he unleash the 'Heavenly Star Soul-Capturing Fist'?"
Miss Fairy suddenly collapsed, her eyes still filled with lingering terror and despair.
It seemed that in ancient times, she had witnessed this punch, leaving a significant shadow in her heart.
At this moment, footsteps slowly emerged from the massive fog.
"Speak! Do you have any last wishes now?"
Wang Ye's serious expression looked extremely cold, then he glanced around and said coldly, "There is only one chance."
He had given the other party a chance, and clearly, the blinding light on his right fist was gathering once again.
If Miss Fairy still hoped to take a chance, she would have to face the consequences.
Wang Ye's transformation into this state was due to the fact that after he executed the punch with his right hand, a wordless book suddenly disappeared and transformed into a memory he had never seen before.
It was the hatred and anger before death of a man from ancient times.
