What a tragedy!
Song Shuhang didn't expect that the flying sword would suddenly stop moving. He hadn't contemplated this possibility at all.
Song Shuhang was helplessly looking at the approaching red-haired Spiritual Emperor. He was sure that the guy would definitely cut off his four limbs to vent his anger.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand toward the Ten Thousand Mile Flying Escape Technique… was it already time to use his life-saving trump card?
However, he was a little unwilling to do so. After all, he had just arrived in space with the intent to strengthen his constitution and explore that grave together with Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue...
But right at this time, Song Shuhang had a sudden idea!
Wait a moment, perhaps I can use something else!
Song Shuhang took two boxes out of the size-reducing purse.
