True Person Nether Spring and True Lord Blood Fiend steadied themselves awkwardly, their faces filled with disbelief.
"This brat... how could he..." True Person Nether Spring murmured, blood constantly seeping from the corner of his mouth. His death qi ghost king had been destroyed, damaging his origin. It would take at least tens of thousands of years to recover.
True Lord Blood Fiend was in even worse shape. Half his blood river had been evaporated, and the resentful souls he had refined seized the chance to turn on him, rampaging through his body and leaving him in unbearable agony.
"Boss, this brat is far too uncanny!" True Lord Blood Fiend gritted his teeth. "Even together, we couldn't take him down! That Chaos Supreme Treasure he has is definitely no ordinary thing!"
In the distance, True Person Blood Butcher had stood with his hands behind his back the entire time, watching coldly.
Now, he finally moved.
"Two useless fools," he said flatly, his tone betraying neither anger nor pleasure. "You couldn't even take down a late demigod from the lower realm. I'll settle accounts with you when we return."
He took one step and instantly appeared before Lin Feng!
Lin Feng's heart tightened. He held the Chaos Sword of Chaos across his chest, bracing himself for battle. He could sense that True Person Blood Butcher was far more than a single league above Nether Spring and Blood Fiend!
True Person Blood Butcher looked at him, a flicker of approval crossing his eyes. "Not bad. You fought two against one and even forced them to burn their origins. You're stronger than I imagined."
"Spare me the nonsense," Lin Feng said coldly.
True Person Blood Butcher smiled, a hint of amusement in his expression. "Good. You've got backbone. I like people with backbone.