In a split second, Zhu Fei's sword-holding hand seemed to grow incredibly heavy, as if what he now held was not a sword but all the stars in the vast expanse of the night sky.
Every time he lifted his wrist, it caused the Blood River to flow in reverse, blasting it toward some far-off unknown land.
The air around him seemed to become viscous, like a tangible liquid, painting the entire space with an air of extreme oppression.
As the blood-red behemoth speedily approached Zhu Fei, it suddenly seemed to see a flash of blue light.
And then, the creature that had been revealing extreme ferocity and savagery from head to tail began to feel an intense heat—a heat full of explosive and destructive power!
It was the temperature emitted by the Divine Blue Netherworld Fire. The surrounding Blood River had already started boiling violently, yet at this moment, the blood-colored behemoth inexplicably felt a chill rising in its heart—a chill of death!
"Boom—"
