章 2058: The Blood Mist Dimension

Zhang Ruochen shifted his attention to a group of Darkdemon cultivators. None of them were dead, but they all had already collapsed to the ground, unable to move, losing their combat ability.

The lightning net that Xue Lingxian created was incredibly powerful. Those people would have died had he not held his punches.

Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and took out an Exquisite Dimensional Orb. He held those Darkdemon cultivators in it, just in case.

He then looked at Zhou Yu, Mosheng, and Xuetu, who were subdued on the Blood God Altar. These three people who looked haughty a while ago had now become his prisoners. It was a heavy blow to their egos.