Crack!
With a soft sound, a plum tree exploded on the spot.
It was the life-saving trump card of the "Scribe" — "Sacrifice the Plum for the Peach."
Faced with a fatal attack, he forcibly exchanged it for a life.
Not far away, Wu Liuzhi scrambled out of the peach tree in panic.
He was about to flee in a blind rush, when his body suddenly stiffened. He looked down to see the white bone arms still embedded in his body.
They pierced through flesh and bone, gripping his organs, like shackles encircling him completely.
"How is this possible... I clearly dodged it..."
Wu Liuzhi spat out a mouthful of thick green saliva, struggling desperately.
But countless evil spirits surrounded him, and the jade-white skeletal hands tore at him like greedy snakes, continuously devouring the remnants of his vitality.
Finally, Wu Liuzhi forced his body to run a full 17.48 meters, before collapsing on the ground like a pile of scattered blocks.
"Who... is, plotting, against me..."
