บท 1147: From the Forgetting River…

The black and blue flames engulfed Cang Wu Zhang's body, instantly lighting him up.

"Arg----"

Cang Wu Zhang uttered a short grunt.

Gu Qing Shan didn't let that chance disappear and struck numerous times with his dragon claws.

Clang clang clang clang!

Sharp marks appeared one after another on Cang Wu Zhang's armor creating hundreds, thousands of holes in it, like a tattered piece of cloth that was about to be ripped apart any moment.

Cang Wu Zhang immediately regained his senses.

This is a moment that will decide my life and death!

Without wasting any time for thought, he clasped his hands together and formed a hand seal at the greatest speed he had ever achieved in this life.

-----talisman technique, [Wicked Substitution]!

The blue glow, the dragon fire, and all of his wounds vanished without a trace.

He returned to his peak state and maliciously grunted: