Suddenly, a mass of blood and flesh expanded violently, completely engulfing the Heavenly Luck Treasure Chariot. With a gulping sound, like a giant serpent swallowing its prey, it swallowed the Heavenly Luck Treasure Chariot.
Within the blood and flesh, a blazing fire erupted from the inside out, slicing through the blood and flesh.
Zhong Wuwang, holding Fang Zhenxiu's hand in one hand and controlling the Vermilion Bird Sword in the other, fought his way out of the blood and flesh.
The two were unharmed, but the Heavenly Luck Treasure Chariot was covered in sticky, wet slime. Zhong Wuwang frowned deeply, sending Fang Zhenxiu back to the chariot, and said, "Zhenxiu, the Heavenly Luck will take you away from here. Stay well inside the chariot and wait for your master's return."
Fang Zhenxiu acknowledged and the Heavenly Luck returned the chariot the way it came.
Chen Shi and Yang Bi approached, Zhong Wuwang smiled and said, "Both of you, let's proceed on foot together."
