"Little brat, is this all you've got?" Ji Wanyou said mockingly, "Looks like you'll be dying here today!"
Gu Sheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he stood up. He knew he was already in dire straits, but he would never give up on even the slightest hope of survival.
"Ji Wanyou, don't celebrate too soon!"
With a furious roar, Gu Sheng commanded the Grass Vine Demon Soul to launch a final counterattack against Ji Wanyou and Ji Jingwei. The Grass Vine Demon Soul moved like a nimble serpent, rapidly entwining them.
"Ssss ssss..." The sound of corrosion echoed like rolling thunder, booming endlessly.
The two were caught off guard, shocked that Gu Sheng still had such tricks. In their panic, the Grass Vine Demon Soul landed a fierce hit on them, freezing their bodies mid-air instantly.
"Such petty tricks!"
