Achilles was baffled.
"One runs when he can't win, the other joins when he can't win… cough cough, truly a pair you are. Long time no see, Achilles."
All of a sudden, yet another thin figure flew out from Aurora Palace. His appearance was withered, his body covered in sores, countless toads devouring his flesh and blood.
"Lu Chenzhou? So you're still alive after all, you really are tough." The Daoist of Heavenly Gu laughed.
"Yo, isn't this the Land Army Master? How come you're so washed up? Even fell to Late Stage of Seventh Realm?"
Achilles also laughed with genuine merriment.
That curse from Wangyue Demon Saint really is terrifying.
If it were him, he would probably already be dead.
That brat Chenzhou truly has a damn stubborn fate.
No wonder the Witch valued him so highly, specially making him the backup, determined to get rid of Lu Chenzhou no matter what.
