章節 1138: Breaking Luo

Wang Lin's face was pale, without a trace of blood, except for the shocking blood at the corner of his mouth. He put away all his treasures, including half of the iron sword and the battle soul, and quickly retreated into the distance. Cang Song's blood-colored Nascent Soul wasn't able to escape in time and was captured by Wang Lin's battle soul.

His vision was blurry, and a drowsy feeling filled his entire body as he moved forward. The pain in his right shoulder pierced his heart, causing him to fluctuate between consciousness and a coma. The road ahead seemed to have double images.

The giant compass in the sky moved and closed in on Wang Lin.

As it rapidly rotated, a powerful pressure spread out and locked onto Wang Lin. As the pressure increased, Wang Lin's body became extremely weak, and he staggered slightly.