"So powerful, he actually survived and fought his way out." The Moon God smoothed her hair, and at the tip of her finger was a drop of blood, precisely the one Qin Ming had shed.
With a cold snort from Qin Ming, there was a boom, and the blood bead exploded, burning into ashes.
"You suddenly seem familiar to me." The Blood God of the God-like Organization spoke.
"Indeed, I wanted to join your organization once, but you refused me." Qin Ming responded coldly.
Those around showed peculiar expressions. Such a remarkable figure, a Core Disciple from Yujing, was actually rejected by the God-like Organization?
The expressions of the Moon God and Blood God changed, immediately recalling that slightly peculiar back silhouette, unexpectedly their opponent, a fierce individual capable of refining the Nine-Colored Sword Qi.
"No matter, a person like that could be a disaster in our team." The Moon God said indifferently.
"Makes sense." The Blood God nodded.
