บท 1393: The Final Artifice

The Blood Demon Emperor stood within the large crystal pagoda, his eyes squinting narrowly as he looked around it. However, his facial expression remained unmoving and indifferent. The space not far away vibrated as Mu Chen's figure also appeared. He gazed at the Blood Demon Emperor's figure, his well-defined face similarly expressionless.

"You actually withstood my Blood Fiend Spirit Thunder..." The Blood Demon Emperor shot Mu Chen a faint smile and seemed to be a little amazed.

After all, his strike could make anyone beneath the Demon Emperor level turn into dust immediately. But, unexpectedly, Mu Chen had survived it!

The Blood Demon Emperor's bloody eyes gradually glanced over Mu Chen's body and sized him up. The condensation of those blood rays seemed as if they could rip a hole through his entire body.