"Hurry up!"
Other warnings from the 26 ancient kings reached the ears of the Sixteenth King, but it was too late.
Ning Fan's robes shattered, his skin gradually transformed into a radiant blood light, his muscles and blood all became blood light, and the sword was enveloped in an extremely terrifying blood-colored sword light.
He seemed to turn into a blood man—no, a blood demon!
His body burned with boiling blood, sprouted blood horns on his head, and grew eight blood wings on his back.
He appeared to have lost his sanity, never knowing before that using the Dismantling Technique would lead his mind to be devoured by demonic thoughts.
His consciousness alternated between blurred and clear, and under the starlight of the heavens, his physical form barely maintained an indestructible state, but only just.
The sword in his hand suddenly vanished, merging into Ning Fan's body!
