"Hiss hiss hiss—"
Behind Hou Yan, the ground seemed to be ablaze, everything the Blood Light passed turned into Tribulation Ash, the earth itself grew incomparably dark.
Some thick soil, transformed by the Blood Sword into twisted, unsightly transparent black-red crystals resembling the porous texture of glass.
Originally, there was a lush forest here, but after Zhou Yan passed through, and with the arrival of the Blood Sword, this place had become a purgatory.
However, relying on his strong soul and partial crisis sensing ability, combined with a certain Ancient Array charm in his movements, this attack that should have been fatal was still avoided by Zhou Yan.
Above the Void, Hou Yao's eyes grew colder and more merciless. She watched from on high, and now she couldn't help but frown.
"How many more times can you run!"
