The Blood God's army descended, and the atmosphere was filled with a bloody scent.
The Blood God Ancient Emperor ruled this world of blood like its sovereign, controlling everything under the heavens.
And Chu Fengmian, was a mere ant under the Blood God Ancient Emperor's dominion, trembling with fear.
The might of the Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor was fully displayed at this moment, making several other Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperors present reveal traces of dread.
Even they, facing the full strength of the Blood God Ancient Emperor, could barely withstand it, risking severe injury even if they survived.
Even Qing Meng's eyes showed some concern, but seeing Chu Fengmian's unchanged expression, she still did not act.
Her understanding of Chu Fengmian was clear; he would never be blindly stubborn.
"Draw the sword!"
Chu Fengmian's expression grew serious; the Blood God Ancient Emperor before him finally unleashed his full strength.
