Power

"What do you mean leave!" Yang Ying harrumphed. "No matter how good he is, we'll definitely win if we team up!"

Chu Li shook his head. "Leave, now!"

"Is he really that good?"

"The Bloody Garment Divine Power is a very crooked method!"

"It's the crooked method!" Yang Ying started sweating.

She started having cold sweats as she goosebumped at the thought of her turning into a dry corpse the instant she gets attacked by the Bloody Garment Divine Power.

Yang Ying leaped out of the window as she tried to find her master for help.

Chu Li looked at Xu Zhenzong. "Elder Xu, are you the bishop of the Church of the Bloody Garment?"

"You're indeed knowledgeable." Xu Zhengzong smiled. "I am the bishop of the Church of the Bloody Garment."

"Rumor has it that the Church of the Bloody Garment branches off from the Church of the Divine Blood. Does that mean that Elder Xu is the disciple of the Church of the Divine Blood?"