"Moreover, the only reason you can match me is because you've injected Origin Liquid, but how long does the effect last? Once it fades, I alone will be able to tear you to pieces, not to mention that there's a Ghost Envoy here to assist me!"
Zhou Dawei sneered, "The foolish thing about you is that you should have never followed me to this location."
Lin Yuan covered his wound with his hand. Within moments, the previously profusely bleeding wound was now patched with a thin layer of frost.
He said, "I see now; you've actually collaborated with the Desolate Tide. Indeed, I was wondering how you, alone, could lure so many cultivators here at the same time. Now it seems that it must be people from the Desolate Tide helping you from behind."
"Guessing now is too late."
The Ghost Envoy slowly revealed their human form.
It was an extremely lean and lanky figure.
