The towering Blood Spirit War General stood tall in the void, a colossal figure whose tyrannical aura surged forth, blanketing everything.
This technique, the Blood Spirit War General, involved the complete eruption of all the dead souls accumulated in the Blood Soul Banner. After a single use, the Blood Soul Banner would lose all its power, which was why the Blood Demon King felt a pang of regret.
This was an aura approaching the Heaven-Reaching Realm!
"Brat, let's see how you withstand my Blood Spirit War General."
The massive Blood Spirit War General let out a ferocious roar, the sound wave exploding outward like a colossal storm.
At the same time, it raised a palm—blood-red and as large as a mountain—and swatted down at Ning Jiang.
The air before it was compressed by this palm strike until it was as hard as a block of iron.
"Thunder River."
Ning Jiang's expression was grave as he threw a punch, meeting the giant, blood-colored palm head-on.
BANG.
