The Bizarre

The Red-Clad Woman's brows drew tight. Then she flung the two silver plaques in her hand toward the Green-Clad Middle-Aged Man and the Grey-Clad Elder.

After that, she rubbed her temples with both hands, looking as if she had a terrible headache, and said to the two of them, "Azure Luan, Grey Rat... tell me what we do next!"

Azure Luan and Grey Rat caught the silver plaques and took a look, their faces sinking like water.

Then they raised their heads and said, "Blood-Clad, they're yours. We won't interfere."

"That's good... hee-ro-ro-ro!"

Blood-Clad's flowerlike beauty turned incomparably savage in that moment.

She pulled with both hands, and her martial soul finally revealed its true form.

Just as Wang Sheng had said, her martial soul was a thread, an extremely fine thread nearly invisible to the naked eye.

Now, it could appear before everyone.

That was because a stream of water was wound around it.

Yan Ren and Yan Spear were instantly shocked, and Yan Ren cried out in alarm, "You're from the Water Source Realm?"

Yan Spear quickly recovered from his shock and stared hard at Blood-Clad. "You're people from Rakshasa Hall?"

At his words, Blood-Clad let out a cold, sinister laugh that made their hair stand on end.

"Looks like you're not stupid!... Too bad. Today, all of you have to die here."

"What the hell is Rakshasa Hall?" Wang Sheng looked utterly puzzled, but his wariness rose to its peak.

One only had to look at Yan Spear's reaction to understand that this Rakshasa Hall was no simple matter.

On the ground, Yan Leiting shouted loudly, "Wang Sheng, quick, quick, quick! Fly as high as you can! Watch out for their—gah!"

Before he could finish, a figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him scared him