"Don't get carried away." Two bags appeared in Qiying Fofeng's hands.
Uchiha Madara knew that the bags contained the blood of black animals.
Qiying Fofeng slapped a yellow talisman onto each bag, then tossed them into the air. The bags exploded at once.
The blood fell like raindrops.
"You could've warned me first." Uchiha Madara looked at the black blood filling the sky and said speechlessly.
The blood rained down from the ceiling. Uchiha Madara kept dodging, afraid that even a drop would land on him. He found the thought of that stuff dripping onto his body utterly disgusting.
The entire room began to smoke.
"Now you can't run, can you?" Qiying Fofeng said to the woman before him.
"You actually dared to dirty my room!" the woman said viciously.
Uchiha Madara noticed that white smoke rose wherever the blood touched the woman's body.
"What does that do?" Uchiha Madara asked Qiying Fofeng.
"At such a critical moment, Teacher, stop testing me." Without turning his head, Qiying Fofeng said to Uchiha Madara, "If an evil spirit is drenched in this black blood, it won't be able to turn invisible."
"So the move from before, where I struck its shadow, won't work anymore," Qiying Fofeng said.
Uchiha Madara had not expected that, even now, Qiying Fofeng still thought he was testing him.
Qiying Fofeng turned to glance at Uchiha Madara, only to discover in surprise that not a single speck of blood had landed on him.
The blood had been as dense as rainfall just now. How could anyone possibly dodge every raindrop while standing in the rain?
Qiying Fofeng secretly began to suspect that Uchiha Madara might be even stronger than his own master.
"You can forget about leaving here alive today!" Uchiha Madara saw a long black tongue extend