Combat scenes are this struggling author's weak point, so they take a while to write. Sorry, sorry.
He was dead for certain.
After the Blood God seized Li Mo in his palm, that was what he thought.
This body had long since died and been suppressed for many years. Now Ying Bing had even placed shackles upon it, yet he still believed that no Dharma Body in the world could surpass him.
Great Yu's innately sacred True Dragon Body had also taken his Myriad Forms Body as its reference.
A snot-nosed brat who had only just reached the threshold of the Fourth Realm—if not for that staff and that suit of armor having extraordinary origins, he would not even have been qualified to stand before him.
"Could that be a relic left behind by the Heavenly Realm?"
The Blood God had seen countless gifted geniuses and heroes.
But he had truly never seen anyone like Li Mo...
Yet at that moment, the Blood God suddenly felt his palm grow hot, as though he were clutching a blazing stellar core. It became hotter and hotter, as if it were transforming toward a sun.
Within the blood clouds, the firmament of another world had appeared at some unknown moment. There were six stars within it, one of them Taiyin.
No, not six. Seven. The remaining one was...
"Inner Scene projection... No... this is not a scene within the heart... nor is it an External Scene Realm..."
Even as shock filled the Blood God's heart, the greed in his eyes outweighed his vigilance still further.
A real world, a world even more real than the Heavenly Phoenix Domain?
Was this not what the Nine Immortals had always sought, something only Phoenix Heaven had once had the chance to achieve...
Bang—
His palm exploded