The instant Ye Han heard Zhang Qingshan shout, he felt a chilling sense of mortal danger. A cold shiver ran down his spine!
He decisively slapped his Storage Bag, and a cluster of blood-red runes quivered...
Whoosh! Blood-red runes burst across Ye Han's body as the Blood Escape Talisman activated...
His figure turned into a streak of bloody light and vanished from the spot.
At the very instant the bloody light vanished!
Bzzzt!! A suffocatingly sharp Spatial Rift quivered, and a terrifying tear in space slashed through the spot where Ye Han had just stood.
Crash! The Spatial Rift swept through three Metal Puppets. Their bodies shuddered, then split in two, severed into halves...
Whoosh! A flash of bloody light appeared, and Ye Han emerged dozens of yards away.
Spurt! Blood sprayed from Ye Han's arm, where a long gash had appeared...
The corner of Ye Han's eye twitched. Luckily, Zhang Qingshan had warned him, and he had decisively activated the Blood Escape Talisman to evade the sudden Spatial Rift.
But the Spatial Rift was simply too long, covering too wide an area. He had not escaped it completely, and his arm had been injured.
An injury inflicted by these Spatial Rifts was far more than a simple flesh wound. It also contained a trace of spatial power, making the bleeding extremely difficult to stop and severely obstructing circulation through his meridians.
Unexpectedly, after those three Metal Puppets were cut in half, the Blue-Light Runes on their bodies crumbled away. They toppled to the ground and lay motionless...
Both men's eyes lit up at the sight. It seemed these Metal Puppets were vulnerable to attacks from Spatial Rifts.
But how could either of them know when a Spatial Rift would appear?
To their pleasant surprise, the Metal Puppets seemed shaken