Charred scorch marks, gray-white bone powder, dark green slime, and large patches of dried, blackened blood.
Hair was messy and stuck to the forehead.
The face was streaked with black and white, looking like a refugee who had just crawled out of a mud pit after three days and nights.
However, in sharp contrast to their tragic appearance, their eyes burned with a flame-like sharp light, and their bodies exuded a magnificent aura that, although weary, resonated with the surrounding environment!
Martial Arts Grandmasters!
The aura emanating from the two was as solid as a mountain, yet carried a distinct sharpness of their own, clearly indicating that they had successfully crossed that threshold!
"Hahaha! Satisfying! Damn satisfying!"
Chu Kuanglan's voice was still loud, filled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster and the boldness after a breakthrough, as he vigorously patted Lu Jiuyuan on the shoulder, causing him to stumble.
