Over by Xiao Yan's main body, Mo Erhan of the Black Skull Tomb and Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion had each driven back a wave of enemies.
The others could not help growing wary, afraid of smashing the jade while striking the rat.
More and more of them turned their eyes toward Fan Ling of the Blood Sect.
"Oh?"
"So you're taking my Blood Sect for a soft persimmon!"
As Fan Ling watched their gazes settle on him, anger rose in his heart.
"Fan Ling, hand over the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill!"
"That's right. Hand over the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, and we'll spare your life."
"If you don't want your Blood Sect wiped out, show a little initiative."
Having witnessed the strength of the other two parties, the remaining people began closing in on Fan Ling.
"The Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill?"
"Is that the extent of your ambition?"
"These eyes of mine are the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. Don't you want them?"
As Fan Ling spoke, a bloody aura spread from his body.
A ruthless man who could even kill his own father was hardly someone to trifle with.
Looking at those greedy faces, Fan Ling immediately unleashed his Complete Body Susanoo.
"Keh keh keh!"
"I don't know what they're capable of, but I'll gladly help myself to your eyes and Storage Ring."
Just as Fan Ling unleashed his Complete Body Susanoo, overwhelming Demonic Qi surged over from afar.
Wherever it passed, not a single person below Dou Zong survived.
Even those whose strength rivaled a Dou Zong could only barely defend themselves against that terrifying Demonic Qi.
"Is this... someone from Demon Prison?"
Fan Ling's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.
Demon Prison was one of the newly risen factions in the Black-Corner Region.
Its members were