Dugu Yan's face was ashen at this moment, his clothes drenched in sweat, clinging tightly to his body. His legs gave way, and he collapsed weakly to the ground, his eyes filled with exhaustion and dread.
Through this encounter, he truly understood that facing the Sect Leader of the Five Poisons Sect was no jest; every moment felt like hovering at death's door, life hanging by a thread. In his heart, Lan Xiaodie had already surpassed Shi Feiyang in fearsome demeanor with her endless poisonous arts, leaving him defenseless.
At this moment, the Wokou Leader Sato Taro, Takahashi Senbin, and Suzuki Sanroku, leading a group of Wokou, pursued like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, following the scent to this place.
Their forms were nimble, footsteps steady and powerful, each step seemingly capable of crushing the earth. The long Japanese Sabers in their hands glinted with a chilling cold light in the sunlight, a glare sharp enough to hurt one's eyes, exuding a spine-chilling aura.
