Where is your true body? Zhao Yun asked heroically atop the bronze chariot.
Across the broad statue plaza, only a magnificent bronze chariot sat, with not a single figure visible anywhere around it.
Rainwater from the sky dripped onto the chariot's canopy, making a continuous pitter-patter sound.
My true body is not far from the inner city, Wang Ming said slowly, his entire form shrouded in light and shadow.
Then I'm coming over immediately. Zhao Yun instantly wanted to drive the chariot and rush to Wang Ming's location.
Yet at that very moment,
a faint, imperceptible ripple spread through the air, and suddenly dozens of disheveled figures tumbled out.
They landed right into the rainwater that had already accumulated a foot deep on the ground, instantly emitting a sizzle like people dropped into concentrated sulfuric acid, their clothes and skin severely corroded.
Ah—
So painful!!
What the... &
The people who tumbled into the rainwater, regardless of the posture they had fallen in, all jerked awake like a spring and immediately covered themselves with a layer of protective energy.
Upon getting up, the granulation tissue wriggled incessantly over their corroded, pockmarked skin, looking sickeningly grotesque and making one's skin crawl; after a few breaths, they essentially recovered as before.
Hahahaha!!
It's so great that the shrew Zhao Yun has left.
Old me is finally free, Wei Dong Lin laughed excitedly.
Damn it, that damned bitch Zhao Yun, if she falls into my hands, I'll definitely make you pay, a rough cultivator cursed.
Across the entire plaza, such foul language echoed, heaping abuses on Zhao Yun.
Huang Kuo Hai glanced around his surroundings, contemplating where he should go, when he saw the void not far away flickering with light and shadow like a curtain being pulled down.
Then he discovered Zhao