The Zhou Wu Sword's blood qi coalesced into a two-zhang-tall figure, resembling a blood-colored Demon General, whose posture brimmed with a defiant demeanor. It gradually descended, attaching itself onto Su Yi.
In an instant, Su Yi merged with the blood-colored figure, as if he had donned a layer of armor.
The Blood Shadow's right hand also gripped the Zhou Wu Sword. Subsequently, the blood qi surged, spilling out along the blade, reaching three zhang in length.
Kuang Chu'e hastily stopped, his eyes widened with shock, and he exclaimed, "What kind of Demon Art is this?"
He could feel Su Yi's killing intent had doubled, a complete transformation from before.
"Brat, let me take over your body now; I'll help you slay your enemies!"
The Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit hummed in Su Yi's mind, its tone domineering and resolute. At that moment, Su Yi felt his body surge with power.
This sensation was even more intense than the first time he had slain demons!
