"What's going on?"
Wei Hong frowned slightly when he saw Pang Chong sit down with a flop.
"We've been discovered!" Pang Chong's face was ashen, and his fingers trembled, cold raindrops hitting his body and face.
He repeated, "We've been seen!"
"What!?" Wei Hong's eyes widened in shock.
To be discovered from several kilometers away required almost a divine intuition.
Swish!
Without any hesitation,
he turned and ran, but had only taken a few steps
when he found himself unexpectedly light, his body rising uncontrollably into the air, his vision spinning.
The tumultuous sky, the torrential curtain of rain, the gloomy forest, and the muddy ground beneath his feet flashed by…
In the gradually blurring and distorting field of view,
the last image he saw was unmistakably that of a headless corpse falling forward.
Bang!
Su Heng fell from the sky.
With his left hand holding a robe wrapped with bone ash, he stamped Wei Hong's head into a pulpy mess.