"Yo, tired from cutting?"
The wounds on Vlad's body swiftly regenerated, and he provocatively looked towards Liuchuan from afar.
He seemed relaxed and carefree on the surface, but in reality, Vlad felt quite fearful.
Luckily, his master was providing support from behind, allowing his Life Force to be shared with his master; otherwise, he might have been cut to death earlier…
Watching as seemingly endless blades came towards him, even though he couldn't be killed by them, the process of being cut wasn't something that would disappear.
He truly endured Liuchuan's blades for five minutes!
If not for his resilient Spirit, he felt he might have developed PTSD.
Even though he didn't, Vlad felt that he wouldn't want to see a blade again in the future.
"This is a gift bestowed upon me by the Red Moon. How about it? If you proactively surrender, I could promise you that you'll gain strength at my level."
