All Five Wounded, Infernal Blood Escape

In the enormous cavern, only the pale fireball that was swelling madly and then contracting at terrifying speed remained, along with the fleeting, illusory face at its core—Azumonke, completely swallowed by the Divine Flame, filled with endless venomous hatred!

"Ah—!! All of you—will pay with your lives—!!!"

A shriek from the deepest reaches of the soul, condensed from all hatred and curses, pierced through the Purifying Flame.

Buzz!

A huge, dark-red blood bead, thick as ten-thousand-year-old clotted blood and giving off a dense stench and spatial fluctuations, suddenly exploded at the edge of the pale Divine Flame—

The blood bead expanded abruptly, wrapping around Azumonke's riddled, incomplete body!

"Burning Soul Blood Curse: Infernal Blood Shadow Escape!"

Pfft!

The blood bead, carrying the charred and rotting remnants of his body, burst apart. Ignoring the Purification Power of the World-Purifying Flame, it forcibly distorted space and turned into a dark-red Blood Light wrapped around the shattered body, fleeing toward the deeper, even more unfathomable darkness of the underground ley lines.

"Stay!" Shi Yuanyuan struggled to raise his severed arm. The power of Black Tortoise Sea Suppression spread weakly, vainly trying to delay it even a little, but that blood escape contained Azumonke's final burning curse. Its speed and strangeness far exceeded imagination. The Sea Suppression power only dimmed its light by an insignificant trace.

Qinghuang Sword Monarch forced up one breath, and a sword energy shot out in haste, but it only sliced off a small chunk of rotten flesh splitting away from the tail of the Blood Light.

"Ugh... cough!" Tong Yangyuan clutched his chest and finally could not stop himself from coughing violently. Blood seeped through his fingers, and his face went deathly pale.

Forcibly driving his profound art, "World-Purifying Incineration," and then, at the final moment, suffering the