"Chi Xingxun has arrived, and Lu Dingtian actually managed to fight his way here."
A cold glint flashed in Lu Chao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth tugged upward into a faint smile...
'Lu Dingtian is certainly hard to kill. But that's a good thing. As long as he's still alive, it means I can get my Violent Saint Bone back.'
'But can he cross this river that strikes directly at the soul?'
Only someone like Lu Chao would find that soul-striking attack so easy to handle. Only he could instantly seal away his own memories, relying on his resolute will to resist it.
But for Lu Dingtian and the others, the outcome was uncertain. Already, two Yan Soul Guards had died.
Just as Lu Chao looked toward Lu Dingtian, the latter was also staring at Lu Chao in the middle of the river.
Lu Dingtian roared frantically...
"You wretched son! You're here too? You're still not dead? I will kill you!"
