Huo Hai's cultivation speed was truly inconceivable. The last time they had fought, according to the information available, Huo Hai had been nowhere near this strong. Yet now, Huo Hai's cultivation was already about to catch up to his own.
Even in close combat, which was not an Insect Spirit Master's specialty, Huo Hai had already displayed extraordinary prowess back at the Drifting Flower Pavilion. Such terrifying talent was enough to make anyone green with envy. The Blood Curse King knew about Spirit Energy Beads, but he did not believe Huo Hai possessed enough of them to use so freely. As for the Blood Curse King himself, he had not participated last time at all.
To complete his Four Spirit Beasts Death Formation, the Blood Curse King could only abandon Tidal Eruption. The next opportunity would come a hundred years later, so there was no point thinking about it anytime soon. If he gave Huo Hai more time, perhaps he truly would no longer be a match for him.
Huo Hai sneered. "You aren't a match for me now either. Come on, let me see just how strong the Blood Curse King really is. Don't perform worse than you did during that last sneak attack." Huo Hai deliberately stressed the words "sneak attack."
Yet the Blood Curse King clearly did not care in the slightest. As a Curse Master, ever since condensing his Origin Phantom, the number of ambushes he had carried out far exceeded the number of times he had fought head-on. But that did not mean he was weak in direct combat; he simply preferred to keep himself hidden in the shadows. Now, only because he wanted Huo Hai's blood had he stepped out.
"Let me show you why they call me the Blood Curse King." The Blood