Lightning struck wildly once more, and even the ground trembled.
In the distance, the sea surged violently, leaping ten zhang high.
Disaster, Earthquake!
Disaster, Tsunami!
Disaster, Tornado!
All rushed forth.
The Tower of the Sages, at this moment, finally revealed its true strength.
And yet, he hadn't truly made a move.
Another bolt of lightning struck down.
"Crack!"
This time, the hand bone broke immediately.
Fu Yunshen's expression was indifferent, without any change. He moved his hand, set the bone back, and continued forward.
Ying Zijin was protected in his embrace.
He used his flesh to carve out an absolutely safe path for the girl.
Even though his body was already drenched in blood.
The blood dripped down, one drop after another.
Ying Zijin was still supporting Dean Norman.
Her sense of smell was always keen, and she smelled the strong scent of blood.
