Snow winds and blood mist exploded together. After Red Dragon jabbed with his sheathed blade, he did not stop. Instead, he stepped across the dense branches of the giant trees and continued forward, giving Gu Shen not the slightest chance to catch his breath.
The frost and snow within the Pure Land Domain churned endlessly, only to be constantly shredded by Red Dragon's longsword.
Amid the surging snow mist, a fierce blaze burned—
Gu Shen's shoulder had been pierced by the scabbard, sending him flying nearly a hundred meters. He struggled to regain his balance in midair, clamping five fingers over the wound as large amounts of Fire of Life surged from it!
Red Dragon's short blade had not left its sheath—
That gave him a chance to heal his injury!
At this moment, Gu Shen had completely forgotten the pain. He entered a state of extreme concentration, utterly oblivious to himself.
At the end of the shattered frost and snow.
Red Dragon advanced with both blades in hand. Every movement of his fluttering cloak became "slow."
All perceptions of everything in the world were magnified beneath the threat of death!
"The Outside World speculates that the Source Tower's Four Divine Envoys are all at the Eleventh Layer of the Deep Sea... somewhere between one domain and two domains..."
"But the intelligence on Red Dragon is clearly wrong."
"He is far stronger than Vermillion Bird. They are not even on the same level as Transcendents."
In the few brief seconds of their exchange, a string of thoughts flashed through Gu Shen's Mental Sea.
He had personally observed the battle between the Vermillion Bird Envoy and the Knight of Light Jia Wei in West Cave. The pressure Red Dragon gave him now was not the slightest bit weaker than Jia Wei's—