Chapter 1,145: The Martial Saint Lineage >

crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if some... were low-level cultivators, it would be suicide for them to come chasing after them.However, they hadn't gone far when a large formation suddenly materialized, enveloping them within its bounds. The...