C33 Rescue!

"Great master level!" Sikong Mo's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected the newcomer to match his own strength. Just how advanced had the Crimson Hand become? This person couldn't be left alive!

With a thought, Sikong Mo acted, biting his fingertip to blood-sacrifice the Cerulean Spear. "Disperse!" The Cerulean Spear buzzed softly as it split into three separate spears