"Kid, you've got some guts!" The White Mask smiled sinisterly, with a dazzling red light bursting from his eyes, enveloping Zhu Wenwu.
A massive blood-red fog appeared in the vision, as if they had entered another world where even the air felt lighter.
Zhu Wenwu knew this was a domain formed by laws, a power only mastered by high-tier Extraordinary beings.
However, this terrifying entity from the blood clearly only possessed a partial and incomplete version of such power.
Within the domain, part of the laws would be replaced to create an advantageous situation for the domain caster.
And Zhu Wenwu just happened to know the fixed law of this domain, Rakshasa's Third Rule, Blood Burst.
Zhu Wenwu's face showed pain, with wounds cracking open on his skin, spraying out a large amount of blood, which hovered in the air, gradually boiling and turning into mist.
In this domain, the boiling point of blood was extremely low, evaporating quickly at normal temperatures.
