"If that punch had hit an ordinary mid-stage Divine King, he would likely have perished!" Fallen Tianyu wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Hurry, there's no time!"
With Heyan still fiercely pursuing them from behind, Xie Guannan tore open the void once again. Fallen Tianyu slashed backward with two swords—one crimson, the other purple-black.
Chapter 115