Shaking All Directions

Before the eyes of the crowd, Ling Xiao extended a giant hand from between his brows and wiped out the Blood Moon Demon God. It all happened with incredible speed.

There was no hesitation or pause. At the very moment the Blood Moon Demon God was caught, before he could utter any vicious threats, or tremble and beg for mercy, he had already kicked the bucket.

Even in his final moment, the Blood Moon Demon God had never imagined that he would die at Ling Xiao's hands—at the hands of someone he had always regarded as a lowly ant.

"Heavens! What did I just see? The Blood Moon Demon God is dead—killed by Ling Xiao!"

"How could this be? A dignified Divine Hall war general with the power of five transcendences actually lost to an opponent at the third transformation of the half-step Great Dao!"

"What happened? Wasn't the Blood Moon Demon God about to use Dao Heart Planting Demon? Why did he flee out in such panic instead? What did he experience during that time?"

All the powerful beings on this battlefield were stunned, their eyes wide, their scalps tingling as they sucked in cold breaths.

The course of events had utterly exceeded everyone's expectations. They had thought that under Dao Heart Planting Demon, Ling Xiao would become the Blood Moon Demon God's puppet.

Yet they had witnessed this final scene instead. The Blood Moon Demon God's appearance as he fled clearly showed that he had suffered a severe shock and blow. He was exactly like a homeless dog.

It was clear that something unexpected had happened during the time he entered Ling Xiao's body, though no one knew what.

However, the final outcome already made it clear: the Blood Moon Demon God had suffered a tremendous loss. He