C509 The Victorious Cheers!

Blood trickled from the corners of Zhu Yinghe's mouth as his body slowly reverted to its original form. Meanwhile, Ho Lee's dragon claw firmly gripped Zhu Yinghe's long spear, clearly unwilling to let him escape.

"No, this won't do. Before my body fully reverts, I must..." Zhu Yinghe's face contorted in distress. If he reverted completely, he would be like a lamb to the slaughter