Chapter 2,239: Not Quite Perfect

f necromantic power erupted, coalescing into a twisted ghostly visage in the air. It opened its maw wide and lunged towards the masked figure.""The Masked Man clasped his hands together, and a powerfu..."Whoosh..."

Fang Yu entered a space channel that was constantly churning and twisting to the extreme.

The surrounding pressure and pull kept intensifying, squeezing wildly one moment, then tearing relentlessly the next.

Such a bumpy and unstable space channel, unprecedented.

Even Fang Yu felt a clear sense of discomfort.

But this passage is still very long.

And the moment he stepped into the space tunnel, he felt something was deeply wrong.

It seemed that a certain aura flew out from his body, but did not follow him into the spatial channel.

Therefore, Fang Yu immediately introspected.

Then, he discovered... he was missing a sword.

And, what's missing is the Heavenly Sword Deputy Sword that had always been within Zhao Zinan's body!

The Heavenly Dao Sub-Sword has left proactively!

This... whyin the distance.Everything before my eyes speaks volumes.Just moments after being sent to his cell... Fang Changsheng escaped again.And, from the handprint indentation in the cell wall, it can be seen...