Hua Yue Wushang immediately reacted, hurling a ball of white Spiritual Power into Yun Shangshu's body.
Seeing this, Yun Shangyuan wanted to fly over to stop it, but it was already too late.
Yun Shangshu got hit, his body flung over ten meters away, collapsing on the ground while spewing fresh blood.
The situation dramatically turned, it had now become Hua Yue Wushang defeating Yun Shangshu.
"Ah—" Suddenly, Yun Shangshu let out a painful scream.
He knelt on the ground clutching his head, groaning in severe pain, his facial features twisted in distortion due to the agony.
"What's wrong with him?" Feng Yueya exclaimed, eyes widening in surprise.
How had things turned out this way?
A dozen of Yun Shangshu's guards, seeing this, immediately rushed over worriedly.
"Prince, what's wrong with you?"
"Prince!"
They tried to hold down Yun Shangshu's thrashing body, but he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils bright red.
