Making His Move

ZHANG WEI TURNED around the moment Shen Zui called him over. It was the same with Zhao Qiaochen who had blood-red eyes. 

"What did you say?" the latter asked. "Zhao Fenhua is still alive?" 

"I saw it! He really didn't die. Look! His body should still be there if the Spirit Race Ancestor had only burst his head into a blood mist, but his body is nowhere to be found." 

Zhao Qiaochen calmed his ass down. Zhao Dilao also sighed, his heart tapped with the relief he had felt. "It seems like you're right." 

Zhang Wei gratefully looked at Shen Zui who discovered this and told them. Otherwise, things would have turned out for the worse. "Calm down, Zhao Qiaochen. Moreover, the one you slashed down with your sword qi, she wasn't there anymore. I also can't feel her presence. Something feels strange."