Hui Zhi's retreating figure gradually became transparent, as if slowly blending into a layer of water behind him.
And at the very moment of Hui Zhi's disappearance, Xia Kun, who had been motionless as if too angry to speak, had his expression turn calm in an instant.
A trail of blood shot out from the palm of Xia Kun's hand, immediately following Hui Zhi's disappearance into the watery curtain.
This scene unfolded with astonishing rapidity. Even the Bodhi Zen Master and Zhou Zhukong, who were on guard, failed to prevent it, and Xia Kun found an opening to send out the tunneling light.
Pretending to be recklessly angry but actually looking for an opportunity to send a message, Xia Kun finally let out a sigh of relief. With this intelligence, Qiu Feng and the others could confidently use a portion of the Abyss Army they had kept in reserve.
"Now, shall I entertain you for a bit?"
