Boom!
The power of the whirlpool marshland was more scary than Zhang Ruochen had thought. Although both feet stepped on the ground, his body couldn't stop shaking. And it wasn't easy to even move his arms.
Powerful undercurrents were flowing everywhere, acting on him. With a mistake, he would lose his balance because of the flush of the undercurrents, and be thrown out of Poluo Mountain.
But Zhang Ruochen could master the power far better than the other Half-Saints. Even the Saintess of the Blood God Sect couldn't compare with him.
Therefore, after entering the whirlpool marshland, Zhang Ruochen was more at ease. His speed became two times as fast as that of the Saintess of the Blood God Sect. Soon he reached her back, keeping a distance less than ten meters away.
The Saintess of the Blood God Sect looked back at Zhang Ruochen, then Bai Yu, Ning Guihai and Yan Kongming behind him, feeling annoyed.