Facing a Blood Corpse at the Earth King Realm, none of the nine dared to be careless.
The group of six made a swift decision, immediately abandoning their pursuit of Chu Qingyun to focus their energy on the Blood Corpse and break out.
As for Tu Guang's trio, they watched Chu Qingyun's back grow smaller in the distance until he vanished, their hearts filled with bitter resentment.
'He escaped this time, and we've tipped him off. Hunting him down again is going to be incredibly difficult!'
"Yuan De, it's up to you! Get us out of here!"
Tu Guang suddenly turned to Sheng Yuande, the Level Two Martial King.
"Okay!"
"Black Wing Martial Soul!"
With a soft cry from Sheng Yuande, the Level Two Martial King, Primordial Power surged from his back, manifesting a pair of massive black-feathered wings with a wingspan of nearly eight meters.
The wings were pure black, shimmering with a dark luster that gave them a powerful and sturdy appearance.
