Under the relentless assault of the waves, the blood-colored skeleton's glow rapidly dimmed as it let out a wail of unbearable strain.
"Ptoo!" Jiang Hai violently spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated abruptly, clearly having suffered internal injuries.
A vicious glint flashed in his eyes. His gaze swept rapidly across the battlefield below, instantly locking onto Qin Xuan'Er, who had just emerged from the water and was observing the fight.
'This woman's aura is only at the Mid-stage Purple Mansion, yet she can watch safely amidst the aftershocks of such a great battle. And her positioning is so clever... she must be an important figure!'
"You're the one!"
Jiang Hai let out a savage laugh. Ignoring Zhong Ling's pursuing attack, his body transformed into a bloody shadow, pouncing straight toward Qin Xuan with lightning speed.
A massive, blood-colored hand materialized out of thin air, bearing down with the pressure of a Golden Core expert!
