C654 They Would Perish Together and Disappear in a Puff of Smoke

In the arena, Hun San's third eye shot out blood-red divine light, destroying all seventy-one bolts of purple lightning …

Finally, he was stopped by the remaining ten bolts of purple lightning.

Hun San's face was incomparably pale. He was about to reach his limit.

He wouldn't be able to hold on for a little longer, but he couldn't lose. If he lost, he would die.

Tian Zi wasn't any better off