Han Ruyan's cold, lifeless eyes stared at her. She raised her hand, and just when Jiang Lin thought she was about to meet her end, she found herself rapidly lifted into the air, carried by Han Ruyan towards the Flying Magical Boat.
...
"I admit defeat."
Yu Wenjing looked at the giant Thousand-Handed Centipede behind him, as big as a mountain, rapidly closing in with a rumbling sound. The ground shook, and countless trees were broken and crushed as it forcibly carved a path through the forest.
Facing the ever-nearing Thousand-Handed Centipede, Yu Wenjing finally gave up hope. He stood his ground and chose to surrender.
Because he feared that if he ran any further, he would become a meal for the Thousand-Handed Centipede.
...
Mo Shiyao quietly hid beneath a deep spring, her graceful figure concealed by the water. Her spiritual power was completely retracted, emitting no fluctuations, hoping to evade capture.
"Are you coming out on your own, or do I have to force you out?"
