"You took my Blood Jade and absorbed its Blood Ability, yet you think returning it will make me let this pass easily? Spare you from death?"
Xiao Mu sneered, "Blood King, do you really think I need you to spare my life? Don't forget how I escaped from you before."
"If I want to flee, relying on my Creation Power, do you think you can catch up?"
"And, how confident are you that you can kill me under the Cursed Divine Cannon?"
The Blood King's expression trembled slightly. He carefully examined the Cursed Divine Cannon in front of Xiao Mu and said coldly, "This Cursed Divine Cannon, condensed to its extreme, gleams with a hidden halo, reaching the top level of Secret Technique Weapons. But it doesn't seem to belong to you, does it?"
"If the rightful owner of the Cursed Divine Cannon were here, perhaps I would retreat a bit, but you, a mere Divine Spirit Realm, holding a Cursed Divine Cannon, think I will be afraid of you?"
