It seemed to be effortless for Long Dong to annihilate the two great green shadows. He silently shook the blood sword in his hand.
In an instant, the sword began to dissolve, transforming into a deep crimson blood stream, disappearing into his hand.
He exhaled a long breath, his face initially crimson, then turning incredibly pale, as if he had lost too much blood.
Quickly retrieving a red medicine bottle from the storage bracelet, he took out a crimson pill and swallowed it. Not daring to stay there any longer, Long Dong rode the streak of light and immediately escaped into the distance.
Elsewhere in the desert, a white-robed maiden stood gracefully at the top of a dune, with four cold corpses lying several feet away from her.
These corpses had no visible wounds but lay quietly, completely devoid of any vitality.
