Zhu Xuanji's eyes reflected fiery red flames, and the Wind Alarm Bell in his heart kept ringing!
At first glance, he had seen through the situation in the Secret Pavilion.
"Karmic Fire is burning; this is the retribution of the Luck Skill," Zhu Xuanji sneered internally, "Ning Zhuo, you've gotten what you deserved by ending up in this plight."
He had just had this thought when he heard a roar.
Yuan Dasheng, a Heavy Blood Ape resembling him in stature—both of them tall and burly—charged headfirst into him, clasped him around the waist, and dashed away at full speed, breaking away from the battlefield!
Such an act would have been impossible for any other mechanism, but Yuan Dasheng, having reached the Spiritual Wisdom Phase, could analyze the battle situation and possessed greater autonomy.
Zhu Xuanji's anger showed on his face as he swung his elbows, hitting the back of the Heavy Blood Ape Yuan Dasheng. Each hit created a small, deep pit.
