C409 The Final Battle(part II)

Ye Fann had been running for who knows how long, the head of M Country's supreme being still clutched in his hand. It wasn't for any particular reason other than to sap the enemy's will to fight. Trails of fresh blood marked his path, a telltale sign of his presence. But Ye Fann was unconcerned; unless the Blood King showed up, anyone else who crossed his path was as good as dead