The man in red stood quietly on the spot, his body surrounded by a thick Blood Qi. His scarlet eyes were surging with a terrifying killing intent that could not be concealed, and the nauseating smell of blood filled the air. It spread over a radius of several kilometers.
On the other hand, Gu Xi's gaze was firmly locked onto the man in red. He arched his body slightly, and the muscles all over his body were already taut, like a ferocious beast that was about to hunt its prey.
This was the second time he had fought head-on with the demonic race. Although he had won the previous battle with Ye Wushuang, he still did not dare to underestimate the outer realm demonic race.
The methods of the demonic race were unpredictable. One moment of carelessness and one might die.
"Let me see what kind of strength you have." Gu Xi stared straight at the man and said in a low voice.
"As you wish." The man in red grinned.
