Bang! ——
Po Jun's body hit the ground heavily, the immense impact almost displacing his internal organs. The broken sword piercing into his flesh brought intense pain, and he spat out frothy blood, his expression filled with shock as he gathered True Qi to heal his injuries.
"Long time no see! Po Jun!"
A deep yet resonating voice emerged from the room with the large, broken hole, sounding like a morning bell and evening drum, shaking the heart.
The Sword Glutton, clad in a red robe with a black crown, and Tie Shen, armored in pitch-black steel, both felt a chill down their spines. Their pupils contracted as they realized that the Black Wind Village Chief might not be injured, or his injuries might not be severe.
They stared at the majestic golden figure walking step by step out of the room with the large hole.
Finally, they saw up close the renowned figure in the Martial World, Master Jiang Dali, the Black Wind Village Chief.
