Everyone understood that if Philbert died, it would have serious consequences.
It would undoubtedly mean the wrath of the Cloud Sect! Who could withstand the rage of the First Elder?
Ethan Smith coldly looked at Philbert while his attendant grew more and more anxious.
The attendant's technique struck Ethan Smith's back, leaving specks of blood, but it couldn't harm his foundation.
The attendant gritted his teeth, raising his hands as if brewing some top-grade technique.
"Hundred Flowers Ghost Slash!"
With a roar from the attendant, the sky was filled with countless blood-red flowers.
The flowers covered the sky, casting the entire space in blood-red light. It was stunningly beautiful!
Ethan Smith furrowed his eyebrows, looking up at the sky with a hint of curiosity in his heart.
"Hundred Flowers Ghost Slash… It seems to be a powerful technique. I wonder if I can withstand it," Ethan Smith thought secretly.