With a splash, the two had just surfaced when, "Ah! Ugh! Roar!" came painful roars from the nearby shore.
With a "whoosh!", the two of them, hand in hand, jumped out of the water one after the other. A red light disappeared, and Wan'er's fishtail disappeared, replaced by a pair of close-fitting red socks with soles, which looked very beautiful on her feet.
Suddenly, a blue shawl appeared in Mo Tian's hand. "Whoosh!" He turned around and draped the shawl over Wan'er's shoulders, a warmth instantly spreading throughout her body...
"It's up ahead!" A glint of inspiration flashed in Wan'er's eyes, and she led Mo Tian into the black rocks. Just a few dozen meters away, dust billowed up on the left, and the sounds of fighting were coming from that direction...
Wan'er had just stopped walking.
"Watch out!" Mo Tian spun around, shielding Wan'er with his own body and pulling her close to his chest.
"Boom..." A deafening roar followed, and countless pieces of rock rained down from the sky. "Crack! Crack! Crack!" Several pieces of rock struck Mo Tian's back, but Wan'er remained unharmed. As the rocks settled, Mo Tian shook himself and straightened up.
"Did it hurt?" Wan'er walked behind Mo Tian with a pained expression, gently brushing the dust off his body. She could vaguely see several red marks on his exposed arm...
"No!" With her brows relaxed, Mo Tian quickly turned around and put her arm around Wan'er's shoulder.
"Whoosh!" Two figures, one in red and one in black, appeared faintly, weaving through the dust...
"You ruined me! You are my enemy!" The voice was hoarse, yet it sounded like a human voice. Mo Tian raised his hand and swept away a cloud of dust. To his surprise, he saw a red figure not far ahead, which was none other than the Blood Vajra, covered in crimson tattoos. Its skin was cracked and covered in blood, and it seemed to be wearing a blood-stained suit.
At this moment, he stretched out his arms, tightly embracing Wen Long, who was dressed in black robes and whose body was contorted. Blood from Blood Vajra's body flowed onto Wen Long's body from time to time...
"Ah..." Wen Long screamed repeatedly, baring his teeth and trying to break free. However, as blood enveloped his body, Wen Long became powerless, seemingly restrained by the blood. He was unable to break free from Blood Vajra's arms and could only be bound tighter and tighter.
Wen Long's face was contorted, his eyes bulging out, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying...
Blood Vajra clamped Wen Long's head tightly between his arms, causing his head to become pointed, a very strange sight that astonished Wan'er and Mo Tian who had rushed over...
What followed was Blood King Kong roaring.
"You harmed the Spirit Clan, harmed the members of the Spirit Clan, and ruined me like this..." Blood Vajra's voice was initially hoarse and trembling with echoes. Soon, as the blood flowed down his body and his body shrank, the echoes disappeared, and his voice began to become clear. Mo Tian was shocked; this voice was somewhat familiar.
“Yes,” Mo Tian seemed to understand something, and her heart suddenly ached. “Is it really you? Lord Zhuoyue!”
Hearing someone call out that name from behind, Blood King Kong's shoulders trembled and his body visibly shook, but he did not turn around.
"Glug glug!" After the blood drained away, blood blisters the size of ping-pong balls appeared on his body.
"Get away from me! Stay away from me!" Seeing the blood bubbles, Wen Long became even more terrified. Zhuo Yue was trying to take him down with him. "Bastard! Get away! Please, I'll never do it again!"
"Hahaha! The invincible demon king, who kills without shedding blood, actually begs for mercy! How hilarious!" Zhuo Yue raised his head, laughing until he cried, but the strength in his hands didn't loosen at all; the number of blood blisters continued to increase...
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