Rumble!
The moment Sun Zhenzhi died, from the direction of the Demon Suppression Army's base, a terrifying aura of slaughter soared into the sky.
A streak of blood-colored blade light suddenly slashed out from the direction of the base, aiming straight at Lin Zheyu.
"So fast!"
Lin Zheyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
However, before he could rush two kilometers away, the blade light flashed and appeared behind him.
Clang!
A terrifying sound of metal clashing could be heard.
At the moment the blood-colored blade light was about to strike Lin Zheyu, the Primordial Pool emerged behind him, blocking this deadly blow.
Bang!
Ugh—
The Primordial Pool was struck by the blood-colored blade light and smashed into Lin Zheyu, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Without daring to delay even a second, he continued to flee deeper into the demon cave without looking back.
"Huh!"
"Survived?!"
