Feeling the incoming momentum, Pu Minsung's face slightly changed as he glanced upwards.
He himself was just an Early Stage Venerable Realm martial artist, utterly incapable of blocking the attack of these more than twenty powerful figures.
He glanced at the aerial battlefield, trying to find someone, but he couldn't!
His heart sank, Pu Minsung's eyes revealed a hint of release, ruthlessly slapping a nearby Innate Grandmaster into a mist of blood, looking calmly at the more than twenty powerful figures attacking from the air.
"Do you wish to die? Have you asked me?"
Swish, swish, swish!
A shout echoed, a blade of blood-colored rays appeared, fiercely slashing towards the twenty plus figures charging at Pu Minsung!
Pu Minsung's face lit up with joy, quickly turning his gaze to the sky.
Swoosh!
"Your life is mine. If I don't let you die, you're not allowed to die!"
