Tremors shook the sky ceaselessly.
Shadows of lightning intertwined.
"Young Master, you must be careful."
Liu Wushuang gazed at the sky, his eyes fixed on the battle like everyone else.
In the space of just a few breaths,
hundreds of roars echoed from the sky, a testament to the brutal conditions within the Domain.
But just then,
BOOM!
A figure was suddenly sent flying backward.
Everyone's eyes followed the silhouette, and their hearts sank instantly!
The person sent flying was none other than Qin Yang!
He looked utterly exhausted, his face ashen pale. His clothes were slightly tattered, and he had lost all of his earlier dashing demeanor.
Meanwhile, within the sea of blood, the Beast God's black hair still billowed wildly.
He was almost completely unscathed!
'This is tough.'
Qin Yang swallowed the blood rising in his throat and regulated the Star Essence in his body, trying to recover his strength first.
