The thick blood evil aura surged straight toward Yang Zhenshan's face like a mouthful of thick phlegm.
"Damn, that's disgusting!"
Yang Zhenshan swore angrily, and with a flicker, he vanished from the spot.
At the same time, azure lightning burst forth around his body.
Lightning crackled, jumping around Yang Zhenshan's physique endlessly.
This is the Wood Divine Thunder, and even though it's just a faint lightning, it restrains the blood evil aura effectively, protecting Yang Zhenshan from its contamination.
"It's you!" Mo Xuanyu said again.
"Oh! It's me!" Yang Zhenshan replied with a faint smile.
The viciousness in Mo Xuanyu's eyes intensified, reminding him of the troublesome memories caused by Yang Zhenshan's teleportation technique.
The failure of the Beishi family and his forced withdrawal from the Black Mountain Ridge of the Sea of Spirit.
All caused by Yang Zhenshan.
