章節 1918: Headless Yan, Take My Punch! (1)

"Yoohoo!"

Yan Wuse was excited.

Indeed, someone as proud as Mei Siren could not possibly leave everything to others.

Yan Wuse was also pleased to see that Mei Siren had to resort to restricting his two glorious Light Angels and burying himself on Inner Island.

Now, Yan Wuse only had to face the weakened Kong Yuhen.

Although he had the Time Ancestor Shadow Staff, the staff posed no significant threat.

Yan Wuse was well-informed about the Ten Great Psionic Weapons, including the staff. It could strengthen the power of time and be potent in certain situations, but its high intensity came with significant limitations. It could not be used by those without a time attribute, and manipulating the time of an entire Abyss Island always came at a great cost.

How many more strikes could Kong Yuhen unleash?