"How did you get stronger again? That's impossible!"
Glancing at the healing wounds on his body, Liu Yifei shook his head in disbelief. He had thought he could slaughter Ye Wushuang, but instead, he was slashed twice the moment they clashed.
This meant that Ye Wushuang's strength could now contend with his.
"Only two slashes, and you're already in pain?" Ye Wushuang said coldly, his eyes devoid of expression.
"Pain!" Liu Yifei's expression was savage. "Ye Wushuang, don't get cocky. You're strong, but do you really think I can't kill you? In my eyes, you're still nothing but trash."
As Liu Yifei spoke, the blood cloud enveloping him began to shrink and fade like mist, getting absorbed into his body.
At that moment, a humanoid monster appeared before everyone.
Its skin looked like a thin membrane encasing blood, making its entire body a grotesque, unsettling red. All of its hair had fallen out.
