Unable to deal with Long Yan, not even able to handle a dog, the expressions of those from the Three Great Forces darkened nearly to the point of losing control.
As time passed little by little, attacks from the Corpse-Blood War Demon began to wear down Ding Yuan, Shi Chuan, and Lu Lingjie.
Ding Yuan, Shi Chuan, and Lu Lingjie were not as powerful as Tu Xiaotian, Supreme Master of Taiyuan, and the Lord of Chunqiu. The gap between them and the Corpse-Blood War Demon was too vast.
Long Yan sat inside the Zijin Tianque, carefree and at ease, waiting for the Corpse-Blood War Demon to behead Ding Yuan, Shi Chuan, and Lu Lingjie.
A quarter of an hour swiftly passed.
Ding Yuan, Shi Chuan, and Lu Lingjie could no longer hold on. All of them suffered significant injuries.
"Bang."
Suddenly, the Corpse-Blood War Demon landed a punch on Ding Yuan. Ding Yuan, as if struck by lightning, spurted out fresh blood, his face drained of color.
