In Murong Ziyue's hand, the Snake Shadow Whip swiftly gathered, whipping like a spiritual snake, striking towards Tu Suxia's back.
Tu Suxia let out a cold laugh.
He chanted a Spiritual Formula, and his skin rapidly transformed.
His skin turned bluish-grey, and his muscles instantly turned rock-like, extremely hard.
Rock Iron Armor, a Dark-grade top-quality Earth Spiritual Technique.
The Snake Shadow Whip struck down, yet Tu Suxia remained unharmed.
He knew well that Murong Ziyue's weakness was her mother, Wan Niang.
Wan Niang was powerless to even truss a chicken, so making a move now was perfect timing.
Tu Suxia ignored the attack of the Snake Shadow Whip and seized Wan Niang's hand.
But this grasp, Tu Suxia felt something was amiss.
Wan Niang's weak and fragile, her skin should be fair and smooth, yet the wrist before him felt somewhat rough.
"Doesn't it feel a bit off?"
From beneath the red bridal veil, a mocking voice came.
Suddenly, the red veil was lifted.
