Blood Path
Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"We have to give it a shot, no matter what. We cannot willingly let ourselves die here!" Wang Yuhang said, then jumped into the godlight area.
When his legs and his head touched the godlight, it was like he had struck a plank of raw steel. He bounced off with a pang, and it was fortunate he was wearing Han Sen's Marquise armor. Had he not, that would have hurt.
"D*mn! Is that light or a wall of steel?" Wang Yuhang looked at the golden light.
"Why else do you think the Kings tried to run?" Guya looked at him with disdain.
Han Sen touched the golden light, and it was like stone. It was so smooth, he couldn't even find a seam or crevice. So, Han Sen tried to use his Ghost Teeth Knife to slice golden light. Sparks flew from the blade, but he could not break through the light.