Xue Wendong's lips curled into a smile full of implications: "I'd like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"
Shangguan Hong stomped fiercely.
The ground instantly cracked, and a blinding blood-red light burst forth from his shattered storage bag, reaching the sky.
As the light dissipated, a blood-red longsword appeared conspicuously.
The blade was densely covered with blood patterns, slowly flowing as if alive, emanating an intense stench of blood, making those nearby feel nauseous.
Grasping the sword handle, an explosive and malevolent aura surged from Shangguan Hong's body in an instant, akin to the awakening of a Demon God.
His garments fluttered noisily, white hair standing on end, and his previously stooped frame straightened like a pine tree.
Compared to before, his aura was magnified several times over, like a Demon God crawling out of the Hell Abyss, surrounded by a surge of murderous intent.
"Today is the day you die!"
