With just one glance, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable sense of dread toward the "indescribable" blood-red flesh ball before her.
She had a premonition that if she did not stop the blood sphere from changing, what happened next would absolutely exceed her imagination.
Hearing Qian Renxue's voice, Demon Douluo's heart tightened as well.
It had been like this before. After encountering so many obstacles, something extremely unfavorable to him always happened whenever he thought everything was going smoothly.
Qian Renxue's arrival at such a timely moment left him deeply unsettled, fearing that this time would turn out like all the previous times.
However, after so many twists and turns, luck stood on Demon Douluo's side this time.
In stark contrast to the previous slow collection process, the blood sphere condensed into a humanoid form at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
As a pair of black eyes devoid of whites emerged upon it, the surrounding space seemed to freeze for an instant.
The energy fluctuations that followed turned everything around them upside down. Not only were the skeletons scattered everywhere sent flying, even Qian Renxue could not control her body under the impact of that energy and was blasted dozens of meters backward.
Once the energy fluctuations gradually subsided, a man's voice rang out from the very center of the formation:
"I never expected that I would come to another plane in this least likely of ways."
The man had fair skin and handsome features. His black eyes had no whites, only a depth as profound as an abyss.
A black robe covered his entire body. Its broad collar spread outward over his shoulders, while an enormous black cape extended behind him as if it were endless.
The man raised his slender hand and examined it closely. He