Above Shili Slope, a blood sea spanning dozens of miles churned tumultuously. Maiden Hong stood atop the pinnacle of the blood sea, like a goddess in the ocean. With her palms flying and flipping, the waves beneath her transformed into gigantic hands that pursued and encircled the six silhouettes within the blood sea.
Moxuzi, with three flowers above his head and surrounded by purple aura, had flashes of thunder in his eyes. Facing the blood hands reaching out to him, he swept his dust whisk, extending his beard for nearly a kilometer, enveloping it with the balanced and harmonious purple aura of the Taoist Path, firmly binding the blood hand and halting its advance.
However, this was but one of the numerous blood hands in the blood sea!
The surging blood sea could support Maiden Hong in condensing countless blood hands.
