Zhuang Xuehai let out a shrill scream, clutching his shoulder as blood gushed from the wound, crimson liquid soaking his tunic.
The formations he had always been so proud of had failed, and the Undercurrent Surging technique, cultivated through years of painstaking effort, could no longer help him escape. Terror washed over him like a tide; all desire to fight vanished, leaving him with only the desperate urge to flee this certain death.
"Stop right there!" Seeing Zhuang Xuehai attempt to escape, Zhuo Zhenru let out a furious roar and charged after him with fierce intensity.
Chapter 247