That's right, numbness!
In his eyes, Fang Yang was simply a naked evil, a demon destined to destroy the mortal world.
Otherwise, how could the other party have swallowed the Ming River?
Could a cultivator really do such a thing?
Inconceivable, it was just too inconceivable.
However, soon he seemed to think of something, his eyes widened without any hesitation, he fiercely flew toward the distance.
Flee!
He must flee!
Although he was a Quadruple Leaf Embodiment, a terrifying existence in the entire cultivation world that made countless people tremble with fear, he couldn't compare to the Blood Rain Demon Lord no matter what.
The person's strength was just too strong, too terrifying; even the Ming River couldn't trap him.
Whether it was the Evil God or the Ming River, both had been devoured by him, how could he possibly be his opponent?
It has to be said, the reaction of the Ghost Ancestor was quite fast, and his decision-making was quite resolute.
