Standing above a stream with violent ripples dancing on its surface, Wei Li clutched his injured arm, which had been severed from the middle. His expression twisted into one of pure rage, and a sinister glint burned in his eyes.
“Zhou… yes, it was you who caused my brother, Wang Li, to lose face. And now you’ve taken my arm… I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you!”
His voice turned hoarse as he let out a blood curdling scream
BOOM!!!
Wei Li smashed a nearby boulder into dust, his eyes glowing red with bloodlust.
Buzzzz—
As though remembering something, Wei Li’s breathing steadied. His gaze turned cold as he absorbed the message coming through his communication rune. from it he realised that Zhou was heading toward the mountain peak.
A devilish smile crept across his lips as he raised his head
