The terrifying being emitted a shrill, cackling sound and then burst forth with a fearsome blood-red glow, sharply saying, "Are you still making futile efforts here?"
Kong Ji's face revealed a composed expression as he hoarsely said, "Whether it's useful or futile, today you must be slain."
A clear reading voice started to emerge in the sky, and for a moment, it actually suppressed the breath of Destruction. Li Mengsheng bit his teeth fiercely, suddenly biting through the tip of his own tongue, and three drops of blood appeared in the sky.
The three drops of blood tumbled in the sky, seemingly insignificant, yet they possessed an unimaginably powerful oppressive force! "The intent of the Three Pure Ones, dispel the demon!" he thundered. The three streams of intent from the Greater Pure Ones that had previously entered the Taiji diagram re-emerged, then merged with his blood.
