"His injury is so grave!"
The fat demonic man thought that White Nightmare had merely suffered some ordinary injury, and was astonished that the latter seemingly struggled even as he spoke. Moreover, the pill he'd taken out was the greatly famed Blood Yuan Pill, which they reserved only for grave injuries that were hard to cure. Despite being half-step Kings they only obtained one pill each. White Nightmare would have to wait a whole year before he could get his hands on another.
"This kid can't be dealt with alone. We'll have to wait for the other four to arrive, then use the Six Way Cloud Formation to kill him." The fat demonic man inwardly said.
Inside the enchantment, on the island…
Sheathing his sword, Ye Chen gazed at Murong Qingcheng's cultivation site.
