Amidst the suffocating, dense sea of blood, Xiao Zining furrowed his brow. He reached out, intending to grasp the Blood Crimson Sword, but stopped an inch away from it, unable to advance even half an inch further, as if an invisible force were blocking him.
Above the Imperial Palace, dark clouds quietly gathered, obscuring the firmament, and the faint rumble of thunder seemed to echo from the distant, highest heavens.
The Grand Preceptor looked up at the dark clouds, his eyes narrowing slightly as he thoughtfully glanced in the direction Xiao Zining had left.
Chapter 746