"What the hell, who are all these people?"
"Is this how you use a special Eternal Life Rune, you motherfucker?"
"This is an Eternal Life Rune!"
"It's a life!"
Wrath seized the Saint Heir, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it.
The forest had been overturned, leaving devastation all around.
Bai Zisheng, seeing that the Saint Heir hadn't been killed, felt quite disappointed.
Only then did he realize that this damned Saint Heir also had something like an "Eternal Life Rune" to save his life.
But it was the same for everyone, no loss, no gain.
Bai Zisheng retreated back to Mo Hua and Bai Zixi's side.
The Saint Heir glared at the three of them with venomous eyes, fury welling up, "Damn you! You destroyed my 'Undying Rune', I will not let you off the hook!"
Bai Zisheng snorted coldly, "Your lackeys are all dead, what can you do to us?"