The blood holes and penetration, neither bleed, heal instantly in this rain!
He reveals a cold smile...the cold smile belonging to the Round Stone Ancient Immortal.
"Is it something from the array pathway?
"I thought the grass's effect was strange!
"So, it's the Dream Origin?
"Humans want to understand dreams?
"It's not that necessary!
"Some things are better left unknown, why bring trouble upon yourself?"
In front, another Sequence Eight Sword Immortal swings his sword to block Xue Yong, or rather the Ancient Immortal!
Yet the Ancient Immortal's figure changes, instantly becoming as thin as a sheet of paper, slicing through the storm, flying towards the Sequence Eight Sword Immortal!
Thunk!
The Sword Immortal's right arm and sword, along with the flying blood, and a sudden painful grunt, went straight into the storm!
The Ancient Immortal's paper-thin body flew up to the stage with the wind, gently falling, then expanding back to his fat form.
