When Zhou Yu finished speaking, he was already three miles away.
Wang Yuan and Han Luonan had both left.
If Xia Liu wanted to kill, I would undoubtedly be the first target.
In the face of a Thunder Striker with strength comparable to the late Golden Pill Stage, it was certain death.
To be safe, I could only flee and apologize to Xia Liu simultaneously.
Xia Liu had long been prepared for such a situation.
How many people who can cultivate to the Golden Core Stage are simple?
Their minds, honed to the level of demons, consider their own safety first.
After confirming that the three of them had retreated completely, Xia Liu ordered the Thunder Striker to guard the spot.
He then broke through the barrier outside the valley and slipped in.
After entering the barrier, Xia Liu seemed to be in another world.
There was no sun or moon, no stars, only thunder!
The sky filled with dark clouds had no visible edge.
The thunder grew larger from the outside in.
