It was an unbelievably furious, unbelievably raging crimson red!,Gongyang Bai glanced at the man on Fei Ying's back, no longer hesitating. He clasped his ten fingers together, holding them before him, his long hair swaying without wind, "Surrender now, and you might still return to your homeland in one piece! Because...the power of this next spell is beyond my control!!",The man in the mask, named Mo Jingyu, flew backward with his hands outstretched and fingers spread wide. Each finger was connected to a translucent thread, the other end of which led into the bronze box. He suddenly pulled it out!。