With the tearing of flesh and the shattering of minds, the blade in Li Huowang's hand instantly severed the head of the water monkey before him.
At that moment, Li Huowang and everyone else were covered in wounds; the battle was brutal on both sides.
But it wasn't enough, far from it. There were too many of them—too many entities fueled by Dragon Qi.
Two fists were no match for four hands. Li Huowang was surrounded by enemies on all sides, completely enveloped by their Dragon Vein.
However, because death had vanished, neither side could finish off the other.
Li Huowang knew he couldn't keep dragging this out. While he couldn't die, if they dismembered him and left him as a human stump, he would still lose.
These small-fry were not the key. Tangling with them was meaningless. The most crucial target was still the Dragon Vein named Ao Mohe.
