"Whoosh—"
Zhu Fei, who was rushing forward, suddenly twisted mid-stride upon seeing the transformation of Elder Blood.
His entire body seemed to defy physical inertia, rapidly retreating backward.
But before he could get far, Elder Blood's sinister laugh already echoed.
"Boy, do you still think of running at this point? The fact that you made me use a Violent Blood Pill is enough for you to die proudly!"
As his words fell, Elder Blood suddenly charged toward Zhu Fei, violently striking out a palm.
The palm wind was piercingly cold, filled with a dense, bloody stench.
After it left Elder Blood's hand, its momentum did not decrease but instead grew larger in the air, eventually forming a blood-red torrent, racing directly toward Zhu Fei!
Feeling the might of the palm wind, Zhu Fei's heart sank suddenly.
He had not anticipated that the Violent Blood Pill Elder Blood had just swallowed could possess such power.
