Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

ent missing.Duan Xiuchen's face darkened, naturally knowing that the missing southern cultivator must have fallen into this eerie blood sphere.Over in the west, things are just as bad. Two went missin...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The villagers. These bandits were incredibly cruel; despite having the ability to kill quickly, they didn't rush to do so. Instead, they seemed to be playing, chasing the villagers who scurried everywher...