"Boat girl and her daughter, two bad seeds!"
Granny Sha exploded in fury atop the Black Pot, but she soon couldn't leap anymore. Her injuries were severe—her Primordial Spirit had been separated from her body during Unification, and the Furnace of Eight Trigrams had been broken. She needed to heal urgently, or there would be severe consequences.
The green sheep's injuries were even worse than hers, and Hu Xiaoliang was slightly better off but not by much.
Zhong Kui was simply too strong; the trio was injured from just one encounter, and even meticulously prepared iron thorns hadn't scratched him.
The Black Pot moved extremely fast, treading on the underworld's terrain, casting fleeting shadows as it rushed into the distance. However, the face of Zhong Kui overhead followed them, matching the Black Pot's speed without any effort.
His visage was enormous, overshadowing the sky, even larger than the Black Pot's body. Looking up, one felt a desperate sense of oppression.
