On the distant sea,
"Cough cough..."
Wang Lishu felt a sweetness in her throat, and traces of fresh blood trickled from the corners of her mouth.
An aura of death within her fiercely invaded her limbs and bones, sending chills throughout her body.
She took out a Medicine Pill and swallowed it, forcibly gathering a trace of Mana, and then rapidly flew forward, disappearing into the endless sea fog.
She quickly vanished from the nearby sea surface.
Not far away, Du Fan and Zhou Peng were tunneling rapidly, their faces extremely pale.
Had it not been for that lifesaving Spirit Talisman, they would likely have been severely wounded and near death by now.
Zhou Peng, seeing Wang Lishu's departing direction, his eyes turned cold.
"Not only did we gain nothing from this trip, but we also sustained injuries. How about we both strike together and kill this woman, then divide her treasures equally?"
"Sounds good."
Du Fan nodded, his face full of murderous intent.