"They ran pretty fast!"
Xiang Zimo followed close behind the silver spear as he burst out of the void. He glanced at the blood-soaked Shu Ziheng on the ground, then swept a cold gaze toward the direction Zhong Chen and Shen Jing had fled. His divine soul perception chased after them.
His divine soul perception carried an incomparably terrifying killing intent. Wherever it passed, space, earth, and small worlds exploded one after another.
Zhong Chen and Shen Jing had not been detected, but Xiang Zimo's attack was indiscriminate and covered an enormous area. The two failed to escape its range at once.
However, neither of them was weak. They endured the attack and fled, vanishing without a trace.
"Humph!"
Realizing he had failed to kill anyone, Xiang Zimo could only snort coldly and withdraw his killing intent.
Xiang Zimo looked at Shu Ziheng and flicked a finger, restoring his body to its original state. He then took out an immortal pill and sent it into Shu Ziheng's body. Before long, half his injuries had healed.
However, the self-destruction had severely damaged Shu Ziheng's divine soul and origin. Such injuries were difficult to heal instantly, and one careless mistake could even leave behind Dao wounds.
Immortal pills were not very useful for this kind of injury. The best method was to ask a cultivator of high cultivation to act, using their origin to treat Shu Ziheng. Only then could his injuries be resolved better and faster.
"Zimo."
Shu Ziheng slowly awakened, his eyes filled with humiliation. He gripped Xiang Zimo's arm tightly and roared, "I want revenge! I want revenge!!"
What the Hell Is This Place?
Xiang Zimo was also utterly furious.
Shu Ziheng had been schemed against so badly while serving as the leader. This was not only his humiliation,