"Ye Mo, I never expected your strength to be so formidable. I underestimated you!"
Zhou Tianmo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sinister expression appearing on his face: "But, relying on these mere tricks, it's difficult to defeat me."
Originally, Zhou Tianmo was reluctant to engage in a battle with Ye Mo. After all, Ye Mo had a terrifying Blood Demon Ancestor, which was exceedingly troublesome if unleashed. But faced with the current situation, he had no choice but to accept his misfortune.
Even so, he would never admit he was inferior to Ye Mo. He knew very clearly that as long as he could completely kill Ye Mo here, his plan would still proceed.
However, if he failed, everything would cease to exist.
Thinking of this, a flash of cruelty flickered in Zhou Tianmo's eyes.
With a flick of his mind, he suddenly waved his hands, simultaneously conjuring a stream of vital essence that appeared mid-air, forming a giant barrier that emitted a bloody glow.
