Shen Jinsuo held Su Muyao tighter, protectively shielding her as the dark red superpower around him surged violently.
He sped with Su Muyao, incredibly fast, their figures almost becoming a blood-red blur in the dense forest.
The Blood Clan's origin power erupted without restraint, each step causing fallen leaves to swirl and the ground to tremble slightly.
Su Muyao nestled in his arms, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
She could sense a weird presence in the forest, seemingly targeting her origin power, seeping through her pores into her limbs and bones, every inch of her frame throbbing with a dull ache, and her breathing becoming increasingly labored.
Deep in the dense forest, the eerie sound, upon closer listening, seemed like some obscure and ancient language, the words fragmented and fuzzy.
Su Muyao could vaguely understand a bit, as if they were chanting words like "sacrifice" and "kill her."
