Dust slowly settled.
It covered Chen Yu entirely, turning him gray.
About half a minute later, he finally regained the ability to move, shaking his body like a "dog."
"Swish—"
Dust flew around.
The four arms extending from his back vanished.
The flames burning around his body and the green light clinging to him also disappeared.
"Plop."
Chen Yu collapsed, falling to the ground.
The pain from his groin and severed arm caused cold sweat to form on his forehead and his complexion turned pale.
"Cough..."
With a violent cough, he spat out a mouthful of pus and blood.
Chen Yu didn't care about the pain in his body. He immediately seized the body of the one-eyed man in the pit, shook off the dust, and looked at the man's head—[Dead Corpse]
"Good."
He let out a long sigh of relief, staggered to his feet, and, carrying the corpse of the one-eyed man, hurriedly ran out of the north city gate.
And midway, he changed direction, sprinting at breakneck speed toward West Mountain!
