"Impressive skills indeed!"
Even Ethan Smith didn't dare assume superiority in face of the self-explosion of the three True Saints combined with the peculiar techniques of Grey Imprint.
Activating his cosmic form, he crossed his enormous arms protectively in front of him.
Ethan was blasted a kilometer away, he patted his somewhat numb arm, his eyes glaring frostily at Gray Imprint.
"Enough games, now it's your turn."
Ethan said coldly.
"Ha ha, how arrogant, do you think my techniques are nothing more than this?"
Laughed Gray Imprint.
Suddenly, a burst of blood-red light fiercely erupted from his head. A fist-sized blood sphere wrapped around his divine soul and rapidly fled away. His whole body's Qi blood violently ignited and he moved so fast that it was hard to react.
"He actually ran away? He was even forced to use blood escape by Ethan."
Starry-eyed looked a little incredulous.
"Think he could get away?"
