Dark red light emerged from around the corner, and murderous intent surged toward him like a tide.
A tall figure cast its shadow into He Jian's field of vision.
He Jian squinted his eyes, a faint glimmer flickering within.
Through the opponent's Protective Force, he made out the details of the approaching figure:
Standing at about one hundred ninety centimeters and weighing nearly two hundred kilograms, he wore a black Protective Clothing adorned with flame patterns; it should be a Fifth Level Protective Clothing, likely made from the hide of a Flame Qi Unicorn.
He didn't wield any weapon, and his face was obscured by an iron mask...
He Jian observed every detail about the newcomer as best he could.
When the other saw He Jian, he exerted force in his feet and charged forward.
The air was torn apart!
