Even Devil Titan Xue Ying couldn't help but admire Xue Jue.
Impudent!
How impudent!
The giant crimson eyeball finally stopped on the Blood God Clone. It seemed to be sizing him up.
"Hahaha… Interesting!"
A peal of laughter came from behind the blood-red whirlpool.
"Why are you unconvinced?"
"You tricked me into becoming the Blood Son because I'm weak. Now, you want to snatch my Blood God Altar. I'm not convinced," the Blood God Clone said.
"You're quite bold. You're not strong, but you dare to attack a devil titan." A voice came from behind the blood-red whirlpool.
"I don't dare!" The Blood God Clone straightened his neck and replied. He looked as though he had suffered a huge injustice.
"Hahaha…"
Laughter suddenly came from behind the blood-red whirlpool.
Devil Titan Xue Can's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling.
His ancestor's attitude… wasn't right?!
