Guo Wanjun asked Song Ciwan, "You knew there was something wrong with this thing all along?"
Song Ciwan answered him, "Yes. I cultivate the Great Derivation Birth Skill and have previously divined celestial secrets to sense impending calamities. Grand General Guo, this item…"
Before she could finish, a sudden pain stabbed her in the chest, and the words on the tip of her tongue were inexplicably choked back.
At the same time, Guo Wanjun, standing before her, suddenly staggered. A dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, a top expert at the True Self Realm of Innate Fifth Transformation, had just vomited a mouthful of blood out of nowhere!
A moment later, the hand Guo Wanjun had used to pinch the fleshy Golden Core trembled. Large patches of flesh suddenly began to slough off his palm.
Guo Wanjun gripped his right wrist with his left hand and cried out in pain, "Son of a bitch, this fucking… hurts so much!"
