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It could explode at any moment!

With each beat of the heart, Feng Sang and Dugu Yamo trembled and sobbed.

"We're going to die…"

"I don't want to die…"

Dugu Yamo said, "If we can survive this, I… I won't pick on Feng Wu again."

Feng Sang said, "If I can get through this, I'll work very hard on my cultivation! I promise!"

…

Eight seconds.

Seven seconds.

Six seconds.

By then, even Feng Xun was trembling.

Five seconds.

Four seconds.

Three seconds.

Jun Linyun had lost all hope and murmured, "Is that it? Are we really going to die?"

While everyone was panicking, Feng Wu suddenly moved. She jumped into the branches like a nimble cat.

"Where's Feng Wu?"

"Why can't I see her?"

"Where did she go?"

…

"Hahaha, it's going to explode in three, two —"

The Black Robe Ghost King smirked and was going to count down to zero.

Everyone paled.