It felt as if all the organs in my body were turning into rusty iron.
Luckily, that one strike ultimately missed its mark; it hadn't landed directly on my heart, or I might have already been dead.
At the final moment, Zhuang Su's Spirit successfully pierced into Shen Li's Spirit Sea, leading to this "mutual destruction" outcome.
He stared into the distant forest where dust was churning, unable to see Shen Li's silhouette.
"Did it work..."
Mr. Zhuang's mood was uneasy, unsure if his Spiritual Attack had been effective.
The Beast Tide rumbled beneath him. These Beast Spirits, whose attack intentions were very clear, no longer actively provoked after Shen Li's out-of-control breakthrough... At this moment, amidst the normal march of the Beast Tide and its chaotic noise, Zhuang Su caught a sharp whistling!
"Swoosh!"
An iron leaf flew by, piercing through his shoulder and bringing out a spray of blood—
the wound torn by the Iron Eater, even the blood carried the smell of rust!
