As Shen Hanyu's words fell, a glint of red flashed through the Slaughter King's blood-red pupils. The aura around him began to rise, obscurely and involuntarily, yet he still maintained a smile on the surface.
"Oh?"
The Slaughter King drifted lightly down, his massive palm toying with the wine cup in his hand. Crimson liquid splashed out, then turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated upon the ground.
Shen Hanyu met those deep, blood-red eyes and said lightly:
"After being the Slaughter King for so long, it seems you've forgotten what exactly you are. A body that was never truly yours... I'm curious, how much of this Demigod Body's strength can you actually wield?"
Crack—
The Slaughter King's huge, pallid hand suddenly clenched, crushing the crimson-gold wine cup outright. Scarlet liquid slowly dripped down his pale hand, and the entire space seemed to fall silent.
Shen Hanyu quietly watched the Slaughter King, who seemed to have fallen into silence for an instant, before calmly saying:
"Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King. And the body you inhabit likely belonged to Tang Chen, the former Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect—the Asura God's former inheritor. What a pity. In the end, you were the one who benefited from it."
Boom—
With an enormous explosion, terrifying Red Soul Power erupted. Its dreadful might nearly swept across all of Slaughter City, and the blood-red sky curtain grew even heavier, as though it might collapse at any moment. Dense blood clouds slowly spread from the center of Slaughter City in every direction, while an invisible pressure descended upon the entire city.
Every Fallen One shuddered at once, their eyes filling with profound awe and fear. Many even had their legs go weak and dropped to their knees, crying out the Slaughter King's name