Hearing the voice, Wang Teng felt every hair on his body stand on end. His body trembled, and a chill ran through him.
To Wang Teng, Zhu Wushi's laughter sounded like the echo of Death knocking at his door. It was deadly.
He had screwed up!
The trap he had set had buried himself instead!
Watching the blood mist gather around them, Wang Teng felt utterly miserable. Amid his bitterness, he wanted nothing more than to slap himself twice across the face!
I hadn't even used the thing I prepared for myself, and the enemy got to use it first?
In the distance, Zhu Wushi activated the Great Absorption Technique. His aura circulated, and all the blood mist within a hundred meters flowed toward him. The true qi he had expended in battle was immediately replenished.
And Wang Teng himself had set up this blood qi. Damn it!
Luo Changling, gripping his saber, did not make a move either. With a flash, he arrived at Wang Teng's side.
Looking at Zhu Wushi and sensing his increasingly terrifying aura, Luo Changling's eyes were filled with gravity and fear.
"You go first."
"You'll die. No regrets?"
Wang Teng looked at Luo Changling, his feelings complicated. If he left now, Luo Changling would not survive. Alone, Luo Changling could never be Zhu Wushi's match.
Zhu Wushi's cultivation was far too deep, his combat experience far too extensive, and his cultivation speed far too fast. It was completely beyond what a human should be capable of. With all those unfathomable and bizarre evil techniques, leaving Luo Changling behind meant certain death.
Wang Teng knew clearly that Zhu Wushi had already reached the pinnacle of his realm, enough to be considered a Heavenly Realm Seed. Of course, Luo Changling understood that as well. That was