An endless stream of blood energy surged from all directions, enveloping and devouring the Golden Gyro entirely. In the blink of an eye, the fist power sent by Ye Qingfeng was completely drawn into that blood-colored vortex, disappearing without a trace.
"Huh?"
Ye Qingfeng made a slight sound of surprise, somewhat astonished.
"Haha, Ye Jiujie, the Blood Demon Bone Transformation Hand can transform thousands of things, even Martial Arts can be swallowed without a trace. No matter how strong your attack is, how can it harm me?"
The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed wildly in mid-air. The surrounding blood energy grew thicker, even the air was oppressed into retreating. It seemed that in an instant, this place had become a world constructed of blood. The colossal illusion of the Blood Demon stood proudly in the air, as if reaching the bright moon, terrifying to the extreme.
"Ye Jiujie, although you are a rare genius, compared to an experienced expert like me, you are still too young!"
