"That confidence of yours! I'll flatten that soon."
Sha Vejun's voice, thick with fury, rumbled over the city. His molten talons pulsed with heat, ready for another attack.
Seeing this, Ru Feng felt her blood run cold, then boil with a fury of her own.
Her bloodline was reacting to Sha Vejun's bloodline. She clenched her fist, ready to join Xuan's side with Long Wei, who also wanted to join the fight, but Bai Hua stopped them.
"Look at those symbols! Don't you find them familiar?"
She muttered, her voice tight with urgency. They looked at the faintly glowing symbol on Sha Vejun's chest, the same place where Xuan had struck his palm earlier.
Suddenly, a terrifying memory unsealed for both Long Wei and Ru Feng. They found themselves on a battlefield littered with blood and bodies.
