The injuries on my body are not what matter; the most terrifying thing is, Kong Ming only feels his Golden Core throbbing uneasily, as if it could leave his body at any moment.
"Which sect exactly?"
Looking at the unconscious Ying Sha, a flash of gratitude flits through Kong Ming's eyes.
Had the opponent not concentrated their power at one point, the rare Spiritual Fate he found would have been shaken to death on the spot.
Insiders see the art, outsiders see the spectacle.
To the tourists present, all they heard was a rumbling thunder.
"It's thundering, is it going to rain?"
Confused, they instinctively looked up at the clear sky.
"It's the Eight Desolates Sect's Trinity Unity Technique."
As the blood-colored small sword formed, Chen Min, who was constantly watching the scene, tightened her expression and immediately transformed into a Flowing Light towards Ning Fan's Consciousness Body, but she was still one step too late.
