"Blood Sea, he probably won't spare this avatar of yours. Want to cooperate?"
Heng Wuji did not answer Jiang Chuan's question. Instead, he asked the Bloody Ocean below.
Rumble!
Monstrous waves surged across the Bloody Ocean, and the figure of the Blood Sea Demonic Immortal flew out from within them.
"Heng Wuji, you haven't even used your full strength. It's not certain you truly lack the power to keep fighting this brat. You're dragging me into this—don't tell me you want to borrow a knife to kill someone?"
The Blood Sea Demonic Immortal wore blood-red robes, as though they had been soaked in countless gallons of blood. They were crimson as fire, their color so rich it seemed as if blood could drip from them at any moment.
His face was cold and resolute, its lines carved like blades, revealing endless chill.
Combined with his tall, upright frame, he was like a towering black mountain descending upon the world, exuding overwhelming pressure.
The Blood God Avatar sure looked impressive. Did the Blood Sea Demonic Immortal naturally look like this? If it was a transformation, then perhaps the Azure Martial King's conjecture might come true, Jiang Chuan mused inwardly.
After all, those who said people could not live off their faces were generally the ones who could not do so.
Handsome men and beautiful women naturally inspired goodwill.
"Be it fortune or opportunity, neither is limitless. If you cooperate with me, you may still be able to seize it. If you do not, do you still have any hope of obtaining it?" Heng Wuji did not answer the Blood Sea Demonic Immortal's question.
"You all have to die. I'll send you on your way right now!"
Jiang Chuan activated the Immortal Extermination Technique, and his aura abruptly increased tenfold.
Clang!
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