In the valley, the blood flames surged forth, staining the surroundings in scarlet; even the sky above was tinted a faint blood-red by the illumination.
Luo Feng sat cross-legged at the center where the blood light shone brightest. Behind him, the vague silhouette of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox grew more solid; its eyes, bloodthirsty and malevolent, emitted a terrifying aura, akin to an ancient fierce beast gradually awakening.
At this moment, Luo Feng felt that the Demon Form Technique was at a breakthrough moment, and the circulation of True Yuan was accelerating.
Suddenly.
Crack!
A crisp sound of shattering echoed, the last piece of Demon Cloud Fruit in Luo Feng's right hand split from the center, disintegrating into powder, and scattered with the wind.
As soon as the Demon Cloud Fruit vanished, the blood flame demon qi on him immediately wilted, and the image of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox behind him that seemed to be awakening, also rapidly dimmed.
"Such a pity..."
