Behind Lu Mingfei stood a figure in a state of Dragon-blood Transfiguration. The figure was drenched in blood, sharp bone spurs having already pierced through skin and clothing to jut outward, and hard facial bones covered his cheeks. Hidden beneath that facial bone mask, a pair of Golden Eyes glowed with a cold, almost devoid of emotion light.
Yet Kazama Ruri recognized who this figure was at a single glance, not because of the Juzukiri and Dojigiri ancient swords he held upside down in his hands, but rather due to a nearly mystical, telepathic intuition that existed between brothers.
However, that figure acted as though he had not noticed Kazama Ruri's gaze. He stood dazedly in place, the surface of his body covered in wounds yet remaining completely unaware of them, as if he had just come through a life-or-death battle. Seeing the shattered scales and deep-to-the-bone wounds on the man's body, Kazama Ruri could not help but feel his heart wrench.
Chapter 631