As soon as Lumian finished speaking, the silver-white and black candle flame instantly condensed into a beam of light, which fell on his left chest, and quickly flowed out a lot of silver-black illusory liquid, which had its own life and will.

Lumian's body wrapped up.

Lumian had already been prepared. In the uncontrollable irritability, he waited for the pain like needle pricks all over his body, saw his head saw clearly raving, and waited for the burning sensation erupting from his body.