Meanwhile, on the ground, the other Zhang Wei neared defeat.
His body was ravaged, blood flowing from various wounds as his arteries ruptured under the relentless assault.
"System!?" he yelled again, hoping to fall back on the earlier plan involving the system.
"Huh? Who are you yelling for?" Lian Shen paused momentarily, squinting at the bewildering situation.
He had both of Zhang Wei's hands in his grip, his own hands now bleeding from the direct contact with the Celestial Reaver's sharp edge.
"..." Zhang Wei's face contorted in frustration as his calls for the system went unanswered.
He repeated his inquiries several more times, only to be met with silence. But then, a flash of determination crossed his face.
"Hey, you monkey, you wanted to know about my plan, right," he called out, his tone shifting to an eerie calmness as he laughed, catching Lian Shen off guard.
