Su City Dragon Martial.
In the night sky, the Blood Heavenly Dog's razor-sharp claw was but an inch from Lu Chenzhou's head.
Even with the protection of a Divine Weapon Helmet, the shockwave from a Demon King's strike could still shatter his skull.
This number one genius stood no chance of surviving!
Alas, though it seemed within reach, it was as if separated by a thousand miles.
"Magnetic field… Zhang Jizhi, he's become a Heavenly King."
In its heart, terror erupted—a fear buried deep in memory awakened.
Buzz! The magnetic field inverted, sending Blood Heavenly Dog hurtling backward and, out of control, up into the clouds.
Before it, a lone figure trod the void with ethereal steps, hands behind his back, robes sweeping in the wind.
His gaze was profound, tinged with a monk's compassionate sorrow.
Blood Heavenly Dog cried out in horror: "Why is it you again?! Weren't you in seclusion?"
