The Phoenix stomped its feet in anger, biting its silver teeth and said, "Damn guy, daring to brew beast energy while I wasn't paying attention? Really cunning, how could there be no sign before using it?"
Su Chen was like a wounded lone wolf, covering his bleeding heart, stumbling all the way as he fled. His steps were faltering, and his blood flowed like broken threads.
The night grew deep, the wind blew everywhere. In the pitch-black forest, who knew how many pairs of bright and fierce eyes were hiding. But when they smelled the scent of blood on Su Chen, they all dismissed the thought of taking advantage of the chaos.
The night wind swept through, scattering a few fallen leaves in the forest. Only the hurried footsteps of Su Chen and the sound of his heavy breathing echoed continually.
