Su Baili, drenched in blood, his eyes blazing red, his life essence blood burning, pushed his aura to unprecedented heights in a short time. Yet, faced with the combined assault of the Divinity Transformation Realm masters Shen Wanjing and Wan Daorong, he found himself trapped in a dire situation with no way out.
"Shen Wanjing, Wan Daorong, do you truly intend to exterminate me?" Su Baili's voice carried a hoarse grittiness, along with a sense of unwillingness. As a senior member of the Wangxian Sect, when had he ever imagined he'd face such a humiliating moment?
Shen Wanjing remained silent, unceasingly crafting spells in his hands, divine skills gleaming around him, clearly showing no intention of stopping. His silence was the clearest answer—today's events would not end until one of them perished.
