Tang Yin placed his hand on top of Qin Yan's head, it exploded like a watermelon. Her headless body fell forward from her kneeling position, and the old man in the Daoist robes was momentarily stunned.
Wu Yong's heart shook as he heard his son's words. He had always believed that strength and power were the only things that mattered, but now he realized that he had raised a monster, an absolute monster!