There was a maniacal sneer on Dongfang Ming’s face as he clutched the draconic spear still embedded in his chest. Spiking irregularly, his soulforce pulsated out from his hands with a red sheen to it.

“Huff…huff…”

Half-laughing, half-grunting, Dongfang Ming exerted force onto his hands and…pushed the spear deeper into himself!

Instead of pulling it out, he was pushing it deeper into his person!

“Pft!!”

Large mouthfuls of blood escaped from his lips as the spear dug deeper into him. His soulforce flickered unsteadily like a wisp of fire being blown on by a gust of wind. Dongfang Ming looked even crazier than before, however, and he still continued to push the spear deeper into him!

This wasn’t...