Jia Gu Luo
Without the slightest hesitation, he turned into a blur and shot out of the bamboo hut, appearing outside.
"Think you can get away?"
Bi Fan had smashed through the bamboo hut and retreated a hundred zhang. Watching him, Jia Gu Luo's dark eyes held a trace of mockery.
Whoosh!
He flicked a finger. A black arrow of corrosive Void Qi shot toward Bi Fan.
It was so fast that it appeared before Bi Fan in an instant.
"So fast!"
Bi Fan's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected Jia Gu Luo to unleash such a powerful attack despite being suppressed by the formation—and at such speed that Bi Fan couldn't dodge in time.
His thoughts raced, but his hands didn't slow. He raised an arm to block.
Bang!
Bi Fan's body shuddered as he was sent flying. He traveled dozens of zhang before finally coming to a stop.
He looked at his hand. The skin on his palm had been pierced, and wisps of black Qi coiled around it, eating away at his flesh. The Chaos Power in his body was devoured as soon as it approached, sizzling as it vanished.
What terrifying corrosive power, Bi Fan thought in surprise.
He could feel that if the black Qi kept eating away at him, it wouldn't take long to devour his entire body.
Terrifying. Is this the aura of the Void Race? No wonder it's so alien to this world.
Still surprised, Bi Fan circulated his blood and Qi, directing it toward his palm.
Dragon blood surged through him. When he activated it, he found that the black Qi—which had been so corrosive—seemed to meet its nemesis. It dissolved swiftly, then vanished completely.
"Hm?"
Bi Fan was surprised. He hadn't expected his dragon blood to have this effect.
He had