His gaze was fixed intently on Xie Zhichuan, ready to make his move at any critical moment, secretly vigilant in his heart to guard against any unforeseen events.
Xie Zhichuan's figure fluttered like a ghost, skillfully dodging several strikes in succession, yet Blood Rakshasa's offensive was like a surging tide, growing increasingly fierce, each move infused with all her fury. At this moment, Blood Rakshasa's jade face was filled with killing intent, eyes blazing like twin burning flames. With a "swoosh," her long whip lashed out again, carving a terrifying arc in the air, like a red dragon breaking free from its shackles, carrying a fierce wind as it charged towards Xie Zhichuan.
Xie Zhichuan's expression changed slightly, letting out a bitter smile, a smile full of helplessness and resoluteness, like a leaf lingered in a storm.
