BOOM!
The Bloodlust Formation had just materialized when Zhao Yun's attack descended!
The energy from his spear, like a dragon, utterly annihilated everything! Space-time, heaven and earth, laws, and the will of the world—all shattered!
Myriad patterns of the Formation filled the sky? A terrifying Formation? It was all like a dream; under this dreadful spear energy, everything vanished into countless points of light.
Despite shattering the Bloodlust Formation, the spear's energy did not dissipate. Its power, far from diminished, surged towards the elderly Clan Leader of the Blood Wave Clan at an extremely terrifying speed, carrying an undeniable killing intent.
"Burn, my blood essence!"
"Burn, my soul!"
The elderly Clan Leader's white hair danced wildly as his aged immortal body began to combust. The blood-red flames surged, his self-immolating soul providing a continuous supply of energy.
