Song Zhong's eighth avatar entered the space where the Bloodthirsty God was at the very same moment.
The space where the Bloodthirsty God resided was permeated with a dense stench of blood. Blood-colored mist coiled through it, dyeing the entire space a dark red.
Within the space, the Bloodthirsty God's enormous blood-colored bat wings suddenly swept down!
"Whoosh—!"
A blood-colored gale carrying a rank stench swept in. Within the mad wind, countless tiny drops of blood, like the sharpest blades, came howling in a heaven-covering, earth-shrouding wave toward the seventh avatar he had left in this space!
Each of these blood droplets seemed to contain the Bloodthirsty God's divine-power source, and it even gave Song Zhong the illusion that the instant they touched him, they could corrode his flesh and soul, completely eating him away into bloody water.
The space before the seventh avatar rapidly overlapped.
It formed a transparent barrier layer upon layer. Countless blood droplets struck it, releasing a burst of sizzling corrosion sounds, while Spatial Power constantly wore them down and shifted them away.
"Hm?"
A clear look of surprise appeared on the Bloodthirsty God's face. Why did it feel as if this avatar of Song Zhong before him had become even more exquisite in his use of the Spatial Dao?
He had improved again in the middle of battle?
But the problem was that the one before him was Song Zhong's avatar, not Song Zhong's true body!
Moreover, there had been nothing especially unusual about his battle with Song Zhong. Song Zhong had mostly used thunder. How had his Spatial Dao suddenly improved?
This avatar of Song Zhong had indeed not used the Spatial Dao much, but before his true body self-destructed, during his battle with Xing Shen, he had gained many more insights into the