Wan Mo burst into hearty laughter at Yue Yang's challenge, as though he still had victory tucked up his sleeve, utterly unmoved by the invincible Crystal Giant before him.
Everyone was stunned.
The Crystal Giant was clearly incomparably powerful—why was he not shaken in the least?
Could it be that Wan Mo still had some hidden trump card unrevealed, some even more unbelievable power yet to display?
Or did he know the Crystal Giant's weakness, already having a way to defeat it in mind?
Just as everyone was guessing, a faint tremor suddenly rose from underground.
As though corpses buried deep beneath the earth had come back to life.
Digging their way upward.
Returning to the surface, ready to choose people and devour them.
In the death ground, the highly corrosive Black Blood that hissed and smoked also seemed alive, continuously gathering together before collectively flowing toward a depression. Seeing this strange sight, Yue Yang frowned. The Crystal Giant beneath his feet immediately launched an attack, extending its enormous foot for the second time and crushing the depression where the Black Blood had gathered flat with one stomp.
The Black Blood that had painstakingly pooled into a pond was violently trampled, instantly splashing everywhere.
It sprayed across the sky and ground...
Yet Wan Mo was not angry. His shoulders trembled as he let out strange, repeated laughs. "Do you really think you can kill Jin Qi like this? Perhaps you still don't know that his demonic Battle Puppet, 'Black Blood,' is forever Undying! Young man, defeat Jin Qi first, then come challenge me!"
His words implied that Yue Yang was still unqualified to challenge him.
Even though Yue Yang now possessed an invincible Crystal Giant.
The moment Wan Mo spoke.
The entire venue erupted.
This... this was far too outrageous...