Struck by a bolt of gray lightning, Su Mu was scorched black, his clothes in tatters.
Qin Feng laughed. "Elder Su, you're looking great! Did you just get back from firing a kiln or selling charcoal? You're so black you're almost purple!"
Su Mu's face was already scorched black, but upon hearing this, it darkened until it was practically purple with rage.
He shot Qin Feng an icy glare, then turned without hesitation. Transforming into a streak of light like a sharp blade, Su Mu shot toward the edge of the Chaos Divine Thunder Array.
Su Mu was incredibly fast. Even with his grievous injuries, he covered dozens of yards in the blink of an eye, on the verge of escaping the Array.
Su Mu was escaping!
"Elder Su is running?" Inside the Array, the other Martial Artists from the Medicine King Hall were dumbfounded.
'Can he really escape?' A sharp glint appeared in Qin Feng's eyes. There was no way he would let Su Mu get away!
