That was too close for comfort. Zhang Youji, having faced numerous life-threatening situations before, was still shaken by the recent encounter. He quickly moved away from the white-robed king's dangerous domain and appeared next to Qin Huai.
"I nearly died because of the white-robed king," he admitted, still recovering from the shock.
"Thanks for being there, Daozi." Qin Huai nodded, sweat visible on his forehead.
They had spent days trying to figure out the reach of the white-robed king's blood world. It spanned a massive three miles.
Their plan had been to use the resurrected king corpse as a distraction, giving Zhang Youji the chance to attack. The strategy had been Zhang Youji's idea, showing his courage and confidence.
"Brother Qin, can your technique really stop a king realm domain?" Zhang Youji asked, looking amazed at the sky filled with frozen blood.
