This was an expanse of ruins covered in a pile of broken walls.

Zhuanyu Shui was completely bathed in blood, his countenance was pale and practically translucent, and his breathing had become heavy like a bellows that was being pumped without end.

He was an expert in the School of Fiendgod Body Refinement, and he was even a Spirit God Exalt ranked at the 21st position on the Domain Enlightened Chart.

Yet now, he’d actually been reduced to such a miserable state, and it obviously showed what sort of brutal battle he’d suffered. It was even to the extent that if he wasn’t an expert in body refinement, then he would have probably been killed a long time ago.

Now, even though he was still standing tenaciously, he was obviously unable to hold on for much longer.

Experts in body refinement weren’t impossible to kill because so long as one squeezed out every single drop of blood within them and crushed every single thought they possessed, then they would still perish without a doubt.

Of course, it was naturally extremely difficult to accomplish this.

This was the reason why Zhuanyu Shui was still able to stand here at this moment.

At this moment, even though the expression of exhaustion and weakness between his brows was impossible to conceal, his expression was still firm. Because he was protecting three more cultivators who stood behind him.

On the other...