Yan Fei took action decisively, showing no mercy as he unleashed his strongest secret technique.
Ku Ke found himself in a standalone world, the ground beneath his feet a dark yellow plane.
"Meteorite!"
As Yan Fei's voice echoed in this silent world, Ku Ke's face turned deathly pale, knowing all too well that this was the opponent's most powerful secret skill. The only option now was to break free from the constraints of this world before the skill fully activated.
Ku Ke desperately channeled the power of the holy blood, his blood knife swelling several times in size, wildly slashing at the space around him.
Alas, Yan Fei had long since fortified his own microcosm to be incredibly resilient. How could Ku Ke possibly break it so easily?
The dark yellow plane gradually began to tremble, and then the entire world turned upside down as the microcosm plummeted towards the darkness beneath the stars.
"Exile!" Yan Fei's voice rang out again.
"No!"
