Crow Daoist forcibly suppressed the blood and qi roiling inside him and swept his hand up. An earth-tier supreme longsword appeared in his grasp out of thin air. His figure blurred as he thrust straight at Mu Qinglan's heart!
But who was he facing?
Mu Qinglan, the "Blood Rakshasa"!
How could she possibly fall so easily?!
As Crow Daoist charged with his sword, she suddenly twisted around. Her spear traced a perfect arc and thrust to her left at an impossible angle!
Shhk!
With the dull sound of a blade piercing flesh, a spray of blood burst into the air!
That turnabout thrust struck first despite moving second, driving straight through the attacking Crow Daoist's heart!
"Pfft!" Crow Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood. His aged eyes bulged as he stared at Mu Qinglan in disbelief.
"You... how could you..."
But before he could finish, his head drooped limply to one side. Just like that, he croaked!
"Hmph! Did you really think my title of 'Blood Rakshasa' was just for show?"
Mu Qinglan snorted coldly and flicked her spear, slamming Crow Daoist's corpse onto the ground as though tossing out garbage.
Once that was done, Mu Qinglan swayed sharply. She hastily planted her spear in the ground, barely managing to steady herself instead of collapsing outright.
Clearly, the Heaven-Tier Magical Treasure's self-detonation had still inflicted devastating internal injuries on her.
But if word of this got out, no one would think her weak. Instead, they would gain an even deeper appreciation of her title, "Blood Rakshasa"!
After all, that had been a Heaven-Tier Magical Treasure detonating!
Even a peak spirit transformation expert who took that head-on would have only one chance of survival in ten, yet this woman had merely suffered severe injuries!
Just then, she suddenly remembered something