Song Xingyuan could tolerate failure, but he couldn't bear the humiliation of not even making the top fifty before being soundly defeated by Han Zheng.
The very next moment, he gnashed his teeth and frantically stimulated the power of the Blood Demon Hand.
Monstrous demon blood surged up to his face, where the dark crimson veins spread like writhing blood vessels, half-covering his face in an eerie pattern.
With one slash, a bizarre howling resounded abruptly.
The endless spiritual energy around Song Xingyuan was devoured by his stroke, even forming a dark crimson demon shadow reeking of demons' breath behind him.
Han Zheng's blood qi boiled and burst forth, pushing the power of both the Dragon Elephant Sky and the Black Heaven Tathagata Demon Buddha to their limits.
Blood qi mingled with Gang Qi in a turbulent fusion and ultimately transformed into an intense concentration of killing intent.
