"Ethan Smith refused to relent. There were too many injustices in this world.
Clare Richardson was Emily's friend, and she was his friend, too. Now that the aura of the masked woman had completely vanished from her, he would protect her life no matter what.
Mei Li stepped forward, her palms slightly lifted, with spiritual energy fluctuating around her, now hidden, now apparent.
"He's right, even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, this woman must die. Every era the masked woman has appeared in has been marked by a Blood Rain and gale."
Golden Light slowly emerged from Ethan Smith's body, his skin turning a bronze-gold, dazzling. He had silently brought his body technique to its limit. Facing this mysterious woman, he didn't dare to be the slightest bit complacent.
A massive Blood River broke through the air, with Mei Li standing above it, her hair whipping around.
That Blood River gradually spread underneath them, slowly rising.