The Withdrawal
Penerjemah: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That violent strike shook the hearts of all the top figures who were above the sky. His flesh passed through the spatial storm that tore through the area, hitting the man of the same realm. His body was broken, and his internal organs were wounded as bright red blood stained his clothing.
They looked at the figure in the void as divine light flowed upon Ye Futian's torso like a divine body of the Great Path. His body was the Way.
Several powerful Renhuang stepped forward. Although they were not on the level of giants, they were full of frightening aura nonetheless. Among them, there was an elder from the Holy Land of Taichu. His hair was half white, and his temperament was out of this world. He was carrying a sword on his back. He was clearly a swordsman.