"If you have the ability, then show it to me, or are you ultimately bound by the laws of heaven and earth, afraid to exert your full might?"
"If that is truly the case... then today, the primitive Demonic Sect should be stricken off!"
As he spoke, he once again condensed a Blood Spear. This time, he didn't throw it but held it with both hands, taking large strides through the Void, thrusting directly at Han Yanzi!
As the Blood-Colored Spear pierced and swept, waves of blood instantly overlapped and surged together, enveloping the Blood-Colored Spear, and crashing towards every part of Han Yanzi's body.
Han Yanzi's expression changed slightly, his figure flickered. At this moment, he realized that merely dodging was not the best strategy, so he no longer held back. The dark red Demon Dao Blood Qi he used to slaughter countless cultivators, mortals, lives, entangled with wailing, howling, lamenting... countless resentful leftover souls, countless emotions, pressed towards Wang Xu.
