Rumble!
Screech!
The Blood Ming Divine Sparrow fully awakened, lifting its head to the sky and letting out a long, piercing cry, its wings shaking the heavens.
Instantly, the terrifying might of the blood flames surged once again.
Billowing blood fire raged wildly, as if fuel had been tossed in.
Blood radiance shot up to the heavens, the fierce screeches endless.
The towering sparrow's silhouette stood as though it was the deity of this heaven and earth.
Within the boundless tides of blood, one could vaguely see countless shadows of blood feathers, ghostly and ethereal, merging with the flames, surging over the square like an overwhelming tide.
Spurt! Spurt!!
Several figures trembled and coughed up blood, groaning together, swiftly and decisively leaping out, retreating far back.
The number of Martial Artists remaining in the arena grew even fewer.
Thunder roared, blood flames raged unchecked.
The few figures remaining all trembled ceaselessly within the blood fire.
