Among the fallen trees, six crimson eyes stared at Shang Yu. They no longer gazed at him as if he were mere prey; after all, the Yin Energy coursing through Shang Yu now was vastly different from when they had first met only hours ago.
Shang Yu knew his mental energy was too depleted to sustain another Aura of a King. It seemed he had no choice but to face them head-on. Three severely wounded Ghosts and Monsters against one human whose mental state was on the brink of collapse—it was, at best, an evenly matched struggle.
As blood flowed from his abdominal wound like a small waterfall and the three creatures watched, vines beneath the soil stirred silently. They snaked upward, swiftly twisting toward the trio.
Chapter 187