As bloody rain down poured between heaven and earth, everyone was silent. The power that the Blood Demon King had demonstrated earlier was so strong that he had managed to fling away the unstoppable Mu Chen with just a drop of his blood.
Faced with this insurmountable amount of power, the masters among the indigenous people could not muster up much fighting spirit. If Mu Chen was to be defeated today, perhaps they would commit suicide. Either way, they would be free.
Just as the indigenous people were stunned by the Blood Demon King's display of power, the chaos at Blood Demon Mountain erupted into cheers at the Blood Demon King's appearance. Although numerous Blood Demon Lords had been killed, the mere existence of the Blood Demon King was sufficient to ensure the survival of the Fiend Blood Tribe.
Mu Chen ignored the cheers, as his cold gaze was locked on the Blood Demon King, who was standing in the bloody rain.
Boom!