"...You finally fell into my hands."
The Blood Sea Rakshasa's scarlet eyes were cruel and ferocious. He looked at Meng Qi with absolute certainty, as if he could already foresee his own victory and the other man's certain death.
Where did he get that confidence? That was the first thought that surfaced in Meng Qi's mind. Among all the Dharma Bodies beneath the heavens, the Blood Sea Rakshasa was the weakest. He was far inferior to the Earth Immortal-level Gu God. And after learning that Meng Qi had slain the Gu God one-on-one, how could the Rakshasa dare speak so boldly, when Meng Qi was still a ways from reaching the Earth Immortal level himself?
Something out of the ordinary was bound to be a monster. The Blood Sea Rakshasa must have another card up his sleeve...
Meng Qi's mind was clear as the purest mirror, reflecting the scene around him as he searched for possible ambushes. Yet apart from the Core Shard of the Haotian Mirror, which still trembled faintly, all was calm here. Even the fierce rays of light that had been howling back and forth earlier had sunk into the pool.
Whatever the case, he couldn't afford to be careless. Even if the Blood Sea Rakshasa was bluffing to buy himself a chance to escape, he still couldn't let his guard down!
As his thoughts raced, the Blood Sea Rakshasa and his saber became a streak of crimson light. Blood waves seemed to rise and fall within it, forming a world of their own. He borrowed some of the power of the world within the saber, becoming even more silent and elusive, like a bolt of lightning.
So he had gained even greater control over the Blood Transformation Divine Saber? At a thought, the chaotic Primordial Auspicious