When the two Divine Envoy of the Minggu Divine Temple were flying swiftly toward the outer perimeter of Feng Mountain, at the same time, in a dense forest on the outer fringes of Feng Mountain, Shen Xiu stopped and took a slight breath. Although he had dodged that fatal palm strike earlier, he was still caught in the aftershock, leaving multiple bloody wounds across his body.
Fortunately, the mastery of his protective cultivation technique was quite profound; these terrifying-looking wounds were actually just superficial abrasions. If he hadn't fallen into an encirclement and faced two Ninth Realm experts from the Minggu Divine Temple simultaneously, he might even have managed to slaughter one of them.
Leaving the outskirts of Feng Mountain, Shen Xiu involuntarily thought of these things.
Chapter 237