Exposing her jade fingers first, the wooden sword already snapped, Zhao Xuanyang coughed up blood and retreated, while Jiang Wang was unscathed. A breathtaking silhouette leaped out from the ink-black vortex.
The surging demonic Qi, the terrifying aura, nearly filled the entire lightless cave with a formidable presence... all of which showcased the dreadful power of a True Demon.
Even someone as strong as the genius Zhao Xuanyang, before this suddenly appearing entity, had no power to resist!
She was, of course, Song Wanxi.
Or more accurately, the Blood Puppet True Demon forged with Song Wanxi's Demon Body and Song Hengjiang's Spirit by Zhuang Chenggan.
At that time, in the ancient magic grotto beneath the Qing River, Jiang Wang absorbed the newly reborn God Soul Origin of Zhuang Chenggan and captured Tian family's Deviant Path Technique, also inheriting the Blood Puppeteer imprint and seizing control of this Blood Puppet True Demon.
