The Demon was quite large. It swam through the Sea of Blood, and the surrounding acrid blood-water and poisonous fog dispersed around it.
The group sat on the Demon's back, their gazes fixed on the young man standing on its head, all with complicated expressions.
This poisonous Sea of Blood had left everyone completely baffled. Even Ding Yuanshan and Hong Renjie couldn't see through its mysteries and were at a loss.
Yet, of all people, the one they looked down on the most, Hong Yu, had discovered the Demon's tracks. More importantly, he somehow possessed a way to control the monster beneath them.
To them, this was simply unbelievable.
"This Sea of Blood doesn't seem so dangerous after all!"
Hong Long had a disdainful look on his face. He swung a long, slender blade in his hand, slicing it toward the blood-water.
