Demigod Cang floated up from the crater, his robes rustling as an invisible aura circulated around his body. Perhaps this was the demigod's ability to control the battlefield.
Blood flowed from the corner of his eye, down his cheek, and down to his chin. A drop of demigod's blood, which contained vast power, fell to the ground.
"I was just playing with you just now. If I were to die like this, I would be very regretful."
Lin fan opened his mouth and smiled crazily. Black mist spread out from the corners of his eyes and shot up.
His body, which was imprinted with formation patterns, was emitting a faint light. With a wave of his arm, he shattered the void. Then, he arrogantly hooked his finger.
"Cut the crap, come and hit me."
He had already expanded to his limit, and the power in his body made it difficult for him to suppress the pride and expansion in his heart. He felt that he was the number one in the world, and no one in the world could stop him.
