r a series of hammer strikes, but so many impacts rang together that it was difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to transl...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

TheThis seems a bit off.Lu Ye faintly felt that these corpses were like puppets on strings, being controlled by someone in the shadows.He moved in and out of the throng of corpses, his only purpose to tr...