Black Crystal Rain
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Blood was everywhere. Wan'er's shiny god body had a small blood mark.
Suddenly, fire knife airs were coming down to cover the sky and ground to break the gold light that was protecting Wan'er's body. Many knife airs cut her clothes to impart many small marks on her body.
Although the wounds were not that deep, the fire knife airs were countless in their numbers. More knife airs came raining down, making Wan'er suffer many big hits. She looked more and more wounded as time went by. There was blood on her snow-white, royal-like clothing. The blood looked like flowers.
Seeing Wan'er's Super God Spirit body be ripped, Han Sen started to feel a bit unsettled. Without really thinking about it, he found himself clutching the Inch Grey Sword tighter. He stared at Wan'er, hoping to see something.