Wang Daoyuan's face changed dramatically. He hurriedly used an escape technique, turning into a streak of silver light and barely evading the blood light.
The blood light transformed into a towering monster. Its entire body was blood-red, and it stood more than thirty feet tall. It was a Blood Devil.
Moreover,
this Blood Devil's cultivation was far above his own. It was at least in the early Mahayana stage.
The Blood Devil snorted coldly. "You little insect have some skill. You actually managed to dodge my sneak attack."
That cold snort sent the blood throughout Wang Daoyuan's body surging violently, beyond his control.
With every breath,
the blood surged more fiercely, and his heartbeat grew faster and faster.
Gradually,
the blood pressure made his entire body ache faintly,
and his heart felt as though it were about to burst.
Wang Daoyuan mobilized his spiritual power, shrouding himself in a bright yellow glow as scales emerged across his skin.
Divine beasts suppressed the Devil Race. Once the dragon scales appeared, the effect on his blood weakened considerably.
The Blood Devil was somewhat curious. "You can even transform into a dragon? You truly have some skill.
I won't use divine abilities to bully you. I'll have a proper little game with you."
With that, it drew a blood-red saber and slashed at Wang Daoyuan.
Having entered this illusion realm, he could not easily reveal his identity.
His master had said that this illusion realm closely resembled reality.
The Devil Race within the illusion should possess intelligence as well.
If the Devil Race learned that he was a Child of Destiny, they would likely stop at nothing to kill him.
He dared not take out the Yinglong Demon Slaying Sword, while the White Tiger Blade was too weak. He could only bring out