His figure almost entirely transformed into a blood shadow, racing in the rain.
The rain summoned by Fan Wubing was unable to hinder him in the slightest.
"Boy, prepare to die!" The eerie and terrifying voice contained a certain intimidation that caused Fan Wubing's steps to falter momentarily.
It was precisely this moment that broke the balance of the pursuit.
He Chen, holding the blood-colored long sword, plummeted down like a meteor in front of Fan Wubing, blocking his next path of using the Dragon Walk. His colossal figure shattered the ground's rocks, causing splattering dust to turn into mud droplets under the pouring rain, splashing around.
