Ten kilometers away, they were violently searching for his soul.

"What...what?!"

Gongsun Zhuo couldn't understand what was happening. He could only feel the endless pain coming from the depths of his brain.

It's like a big hand is ruthlessly stirring and digging out your brain.

"Super Brotherhood..."

"Wang Biao...air control..."

"Black Skull Organization..."

"Ability enhanced a hundred times..."

Mu Cang read through Gongsun Zhuo's memories unscrupulously and recited in his mind with great interest:

"Yes, how could I have forgotten about you superpowers? It seems that my vision is still narrow.

It just so happens that there is no potential left to be tapped in the martial arts world, so you are here to help!

Thank you, friend, for reminding me.

You don’t have to worry, your brothers will be there to accompany you soon.”

Gongsun Zhuo understood now.

The one who attacked him was his assassination target.

The seemingly mediocre Prince of Daxia!

‘Isn’t he a loser? How could he be so strong!’

‘Such a long distance...how is it possible?!’

‘He’s...searching my memory!’

Gongsun Zhuo suddenly realized that he seemed to have provoked a great god!

‘Because I...the brotherhood was exposed!!’

It’s over!

It's too late to regret.

With the loss of vitality, Gongsun Zhuo's eyes gradually darkened.

There was only a deep regret and remorse, and as his consciousness was about to collapse, he quickly slid into the abyss called death.

Kakaka~

The head shattered into ashes.
Chapter completed!