Both sides had fought until their eyes were red with bloodlust.
Fan Lang was only one step away from the Dao Domain Realm. What he lacked now was Experience Points, and these Blood Cloak Army members before him would become his stepping stones, helping him rise to the next level.
The Blood Cloak Army had been driven into a corner and could only fight with everything they had. There was no second choice.
Fan Lang was like Nezha with Three Heads Six Arms, whirling the Chain Swords in his hands with tremendous force. Each divine sword had its own strengths and produced different effects. Anyone struck was either killed or wounded.
"Little bastard, die!"
The Blood Ghost General, the Blood Cloak Army's second-in-command, roared and seized an opportunity to attack Fan Lang. He unleashed the Star River Realm's strongest technique, opening his mouth and spitting out several stars.
These stars were the size of palms and came in different colors, looking exactly like the stars in the cosmos.
These were stars the Blood Ghost General had nurtured within his divine body. They contained his energy, his life force, and even his soul. They were as important as his heart.
These "Life Stars" embodied the Blood Ghost General's lifelong cultivation. Using them as weapons now was burning boats and breaking pots.
Li Chuanyang's expression changed at the sight, and he cried anxiously, "Watch out! Don't meet him head-on. Those Life Stars aren't something you can withstand!"
Even as he spoke, Fan Lang had already charged forward. He recalled all the Chain Swords in his hands and made them spin rapidly before him, forming a chaotic vortex.
A streak of golden light emerged alongside them, transforming into the Golden Sun War Lion. It opened its great jaws to intercept the incoming Life