Thinking so, Situ Nan quickly snapped: “I just started and you are already hesitant, do not hesitate and think about how he was going to deal with your parents.”
Situ Nan finished saying, started rapidly dissolving the ice on Zhou Peng, as it transformed into green light, drilled into the mysterious bead on Wang Lin’s chest.
Wang Lin hesitant about it, thought that if he doesn’t completely resolve this issue, then will create problems in the future, clenching his teeth, as he thrust his hand into Zhou Peng’s chest cavity, as it split into two, strangely not even a drop of blood flowed out.
Controlling his nausea, in accordance to the steps stated by Situ Nan in his mind, using both hands to form several mudras, slowly soaking it in his soul sense, this short while felt to Wang Lin like a year, after Situ Nan proudly said to stop, he couldn’t bear but get out of the hole and vomit.