The sunlight was obscured by clouds that filled the sky.
The breeze was somewhat chilly, blowing down the fallen leaves.
A gust of strong wind swept through, scattering the leaves fiercely.
Three figures, entwined in the whirlwind, sleeves fluttering wildly, skimmed across the grass.
A blood-colored light flashed from afar, like an arrow shattering through the sky.
One of the three figures turned back, drawing a longsword, its blade colliding with the blood-colored light.
The longsword, a high-tier magical artifact, was instantly knocked away.
"You guys go quickly, I'll hold here!"
Left behind was a man in gray, with an ordinary face, who roared cruelly.
"Hold... Do you think... you can still leave my Blood Sea Sect alive..."
A sinister voice echoed.
In the next second, a blood-colored escape light flashed from afar.
A towering twelve-foot figure appeared before the man in gray.
