C653 The Crumbling Zhao Yang

Zhao Yang's hand, ablaze with flames, was ripped apart by the King Kong Demon Ape.

Sparks of fire rained down on the street, twinkling like meteors in the night sky, their dreamlike hues mesmerizing.

In the shadows, the faces of the three Patriarchs were etched with disbelief.

"Am I seeing this right? Is Zhao Yang about to be defeated?"

"Gulp... Maybe