As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shuhang in the video coughed twice, clutching his chest, quickly steadied himself, and discreetly wiped the blood from his lips.
The God of Killing Changqing landed steadily in front of the group of five, kicked up the Engine Sword resting on his shoulder, and gave a long yawn.
The five exchanged glances and quickly dispersed, leaving only Xiao Xinzhu standing in place, confronting the man.
"Not planning to take out a weapon?" The hoarse voice of the God of Killing Changqing came from beneath his mask.
"You can try approaching me," Xiao Xinzhu said calmly.
The gaze of the God of Killing Changqing sharpened, finally noticing the chilling gleam ringing around him. Upon closer look, dense and resilient threads had unknowingly sliced through the space around him, weaving an invisible giant web.
