When the formless but surging spirit tide connected the billions of nerves, veins, and spiritual veins that could circle the earth several times together and stirred up raging waves in every drop of blood, Meng Chao's skin cracked, the orange flesh below that was as hot as magma was revealed.
He roared and strode forward, gripping the Golden Tooth Blood Saber tightly.
The vitality magnetic field collided with the spirit magnetic field of the saber itself, triggering the power that originated from the Apocalyptic Beasts in the depths of the saber.
The Golden Tooth Blood Saber vibrated crazily as if it had a life of its own. The high-speed friction between the blade and the air was like the roar of a ferocious beast, releasing strands of fierce flames that could be seen with the naked eye.
