Xiao Qiwen's pupils immediately shook. He glared hatefully at Zhu Sui and shouted loudly.
"Pursue!"
The Crimson Cloud Army behind him surged like a tide toward the rear gate.
However.
Just as they took a few steps forward.
Swish!
A cold light sliced through the void, blocking their path.
"Whoa!"
"Holy shit..."
The formation of the Crimson Cloud Army was instantly disrupted. The soldiers at the front nearly had their heads cut off by the cold light, scaring them out of their wits.
A dozen soldiers were forced to stagger backward, unable to move forward even a single step.
Taking a closer look!
They saw Zhu Sui holding a bright red long spear, the tip pointed at them, his face calm but his aura violent.
"Let's see who dares to pursue."
Xiao Qiwen and Lu Bai were stunned. They didn't expect Zhu Sui to make a move.
After all.
Zhu Sui hadn't made a move in nearly a hundred years!
