Even with the protective layer he wore, Di Fuyi could still feel his skin burning. He was hurt, despite being well prepared. Gu Xijiu, on the other hand, was taken into the vortex wholly unprotected. How did she make it through? How was she right now?
On the bright side, her Kung Fu was powerful, so she would not have suffered too much; knowing her abilities, she might have even ended up being a prestigious leader of the Shura World.
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There were barren hills and unruly waters everywhere. The place was, indeed, very deserted. The mountains were dangerously high, with precipitous rocks and cliffs. At the top, only a few trees remained. The water in the valley did not come from a fresh and clean source. Instead, the entire river was black and pungent.
On the way to the high mountains and lofty ranges, rocks filled the path. He took a look at his seven-colored bracelet. At a fixed angle, he could probably use the bracelet to sense her presence.
