"Ahh, my arm!"
A piercing scream erupted from Kong Sha as he clutched his severed arm, crimson blood flowing uncontrollably. His face was filled with pain and rage. Although he was a follower of the Tian Luo Saint Heir, he could not possibly obtain the Holy Medicine that would allow his arm to regrow. Losing an arm would impact his entire life, making it impossible to continue his work as an assassin. This was an agony of both body and spirit.
WHOOSH!
Su Han did not stop because of Kong Sha's screams. His expression was cold, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He brandished his knife again, vowing to cleave Kong Sha in two to avenge Zhang Xiaowan.
"Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Formless Shadow!"
Kong Sha gritted his teeth. Disregarding his severe injury, he once again gathered the Heaven and Earth Physique and rapidly executed a Divine Power Technique. His entire figure became hazy and blurred, as if he were a shadow without substance in this time and space.
