However, after just a few steps with Lin Caisang, he felt the cold wind howling past his ears, and his heart tightened as he immediately sheltered her in his arms.
"It's an ice wind formation transformed by spiritual power, everyone be careful."
Before he could finish his sentence, a scream had already sounded beside his ear.
"Ah!"
Someone, caught off guard, was swept away by a gust of fierce wind, blown directly outwards.
Fortunately, Yuan Jue was not far from his side and pulled him back with spiritual power. But even though he was pulled back, the fierce wind, like a knife, had already cut several wounds into his body.
Blood flowed down steadily.
However, given the situation, the person could only grit his teeth, pull out a porcelain bottle from his chest, open it, and quickly apply medicine to his wounds.
