These blood corpses, each one terrifying beyond measure, fill the Dao Masters with dread.
Li Qian observed this scene, his expression calm, and released his Frosty World Tree. In an instant, a colossal white World Tree appeared, snowflakes swirling around it.
The disciples of the Unrivaled Dao Palace who were originally suppressed immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, those blood corpses coming at them abruptly shattered, as if the snowflakes, akin to Sword Qi, appeared out of thin air before the blood corpses, instantly tearing them apart.
However, the torn blood corpses reformed on the Asura World Tree of Tu Su, clothed in green, and continuously charged forth as if moths to a flame.
"Very well, it seems you're worthy of my full effort."
Tu Su's eyes were filled with excitement.
It had been a long time since he had used his true strength.
"Blood God."
