"Wu Lihan!"
Han Baling's eyes were almost bulging out as he shouted desperately.
Wu Lihan was a seasoned Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator who had been famous for a hundred years on the Dark Cloud Prairies. He was also Han Baling's subordinate who had followed Han Baling since the beginning of his rise. The two of them were lifelong comrades!
At this moment, the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from the prairies best known for his toughness and cruelty had been pierced through brutally by almost ten blood red whips, which tied him up and strangled him like a bunch of boas!
Wu Lihan bulged his eyes. His spiritual energy surged out crazily as he tried to destroy the blood red whips.
However, from every cluster of sharp-edged, gnarled crystals, a weird power was released incessantly, suppressing his spiritual energy until there was nothing left!
Crack! Crack! Crack!