Trickles of crimson blood dripped down.
The red glow surrounding Hong An had completely solidified, transforming into a huge mass of semi-congealed blood.
Every strand of dripping blood was tainted with a terrifying curse, resembling a devil's whisper and a death god's roar.
Just one glance at that crimson hue was enough to send an inexplicable chill through one's heart.
It was as if something terrifying were watching him.
After Jiang Qiao had completely suppressed Hong An and Hong An had failed several times to break out, leaving him no choice but to passively take blow after blow, he finally launched an effective counterattack for the first time.
The flames that emerged from his body formed these visible curses.
Strands of blood seemed to possess consciousness. Under the influence of the supernatural, they actually broke through Bone Fire's blockade and charged toward Jiang Qiao, who was only a stone's throw away.
In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around Jiang Qiao and transformed into a gigantic blood cocoon.
Jiang Qiao was inside it.
He immediately felt as though he had plunged into a boundless, terrifying Abyss. Everywhere he looked was red. There was no gravity, only endless emptiness and the eternal sensation of falling.
That was not all.
Inside this bloody cocoon, he also felt a strange sluggishness in his supernatural powers.
However, aside from several S-Class Talents, the rest were not seriously affected.
It did not interfere with normal use.
"So that's how it is. You want to trap me with this blood cocoon, then use something else to launch a slash? A control skill combined with an attack skill. Not a bad idea."
Although Jiang Qiao had been wrapped up.
The Thunder Spirit, which was his clone, was completely unaffected.
With the help of that strange infant,