The supervisor screamed, and the severe pain suddenly became stronger. He thought it could not get stronger.
Next to him, Xuanyuan Xuantian's face seemed to be frozen. At first, he thought that he didn't believe what he said, or that he had known it for a long time, but then, he realized that was not the case.
There was no expression on Xuanyuan Xuantian's face, but the supervisor could almost see the almost tangible pain formed on his body by those words.
You can see it, touch it, and feel its cold breath.[
The sudden intensification of pain in his body was the only way to reflect his emotional fluctuations.
"You don't know, do you? Then I'll tell you now!" He screamed, trying to stimulate him, just wanting to stop the severe pain that penetrated his bones, "She is a monster, she is my sister! Why don't you return to the human world now?
Go! You hate the demon world, and she doesn’t want to see you at all..."
Xuanyuan Xuantian stared at him. The supervisor felt that he must have had an illusion because of the pain. This was thousands of times more painful than being skinned. This was a process of being slowly ground down...
The clothes on Xuanyuan Xuantian's left hand suddenly burned.
It was a kind of pale flame that slowly ignited on his body. He saw that the seal on the back of his hand was no longer black or red, but a dazzling silvery white.
The layer of skin that once looked human was like paper that could be easily torn, slowly revealing its original dazzling form. The inside of the skin was wrapped with the most terrifying evil energy in the entire universe. Only a corner was exposed.
As dazzling as the sun.
"Go back! She doesn't want to see you. She is one of ours. Go back to the human world and forget about this. Otherwise, it will destroy you two," he shouted.
"Stop being so stubborn, you have been deceived! You have been deceived! Being together is a ridiculous thing, a joke. How on earth are you going to admit it!"
Xuanyuan Xuantian spoke, and the words seemed to be squeezed out.
"Let her tell me herself."
He kept repeating this sentence.
Until the end.
The nerve-grinding pain that represented his anger seemed to be connected to his soul and would never disappear. The supervisor's consciousness gradually became blurred.