After witnessing the Jobless Freelancer being suppressed twice in a row by Princess Sheng Luni.
Now, seeing this Freelancer make such a move again.
A line surfaced in every spectator's heart: a donkey at the end of its tricks, seeking his own death.
Perhaps because the motion of reaching toward her chest was far too lewd.
Princess Sheng Luni grew even angrier inside.
The Black Demon Sword in her hand bloomed with monstrously surging demonic aura.
With this slash, there was nowhere for that Freelancer to hide, nowhere to evade.
Princess Sheng Luni intended not only to chop off his wandering hand, but also to end his life.
"He's lost..."
Even the level-one-hundred supreme powerhouses in the top-floor VIP seats closed their eyes regretfully.
It seemed that after losing those bizarre methods, the Jobless Freelancer ultimately could not contend head-on against Princess Sheng Luni.
However...
Was that really so?
In that instant.
No one noticed that beneath Sheng Luni's piercing sword cry...
Crack!!
The sound of shackles shattering suddenly rang out.
Boom!!
At that moment, torrential blood energy, along with extremely terrifying ripples of power, surged forth from Ling Zhan's body!
And that was not all...
Ling Zhan's clear black-and-white eyes suddenly took on a dim gleam, while strand after strand of inexplicable, bizarre ripples spread outward!!
Limiter released!!
Blood Sacrifice activated again!!
Ten Thousand Demons' Eye!!
Ling Zhan, who had looked like a weakling a second ago, had become a world-ending demon god the next!!
An aura so horrifying it beggared belief erupted like a volcanic explosion, carrying scarlet blood energy as it soared into the heavens!!
With Ling Zhan's incomparably cautious nature, did they really think the stats he had displayed before everyone were real?
What a joke!
Since when had I, Ling Zhan, been so weak that