In the distant vacuum of space, bursts of spirit light shone like solar flares, dazzling everyone's vision.
Lu Yi squinted, momentarily unable to look directly at the brilliance.
Soon, the spirit light gradually dissipated, and Lu Yi looked over to see the Blood Prison Army Captain of the Rashamon Clan. At that moment, he stood bloodied in the vacuum, his breath weak and his body covered with wounds.
Opposite him, Captain Wang's aura was still strong. Her face was fierce, and deep azure light surged around her, her breath sharp and unmatched.
"Won?!" Everyone was startled, then expressions of delighted surprise appeared on their faces.
No one had expected Captain Wang to be so powerful, to have defeated the Blood Prison Army Captain so quickly.
Although the Blood Prison Army Captain's breath had grown much weaker, he had not died. With a roar, his spiritual power surged, seeking to counterattack.
