His gaze fell upon Bai Yunlei, who had recently unleashed a fist technique.
A lingering grudge from being pushed into a near-death state fueled Xiao Ming's murderous intent.
His movements were quick, his steps almost ethereal, an impressive feat considering they were battling within the perilous waters of the Blood Sea.
Bai Yunlei, sensing the killing intent directed at him, swiftly detached himself from Tian Xueyang.
He glanced back and was stunned to see Mo Xun, Fei Xiang, and Tie Yin mysteriously dead. The devastating realization that a Mortal General had eradicated them made his blood run cold.
"You owe me a punch. I enjoy paying double, so how about a taste of mine?" Xiao Ming's voice held a sarcastic lilt, his eyes gleaming with merciless intent, masked by a cold smile reminiscent of a devil's offspring.
