"The legacy of the Demon Race True-Blood Tempering Ancient Method?"
Li Qingyue stopped short, her eyes widening slightly as she looked toward the Blood Lake in the distance.
She had never imagined that one moment, she would be sighing with regret over being unable to glimpse the Demon Race True-Blood Tempering Ancient Method.
And the next, she would somehow obtain it.
Such an unexpected turn would have shocked anyone, not just her, leaving them utterly bewildered.
No one could fathom what that Demon Race Mighty One was thinking.
Boom!
Before she could dwell on it, however, an extraordinary upheaval erupted in the Blood Lake.
Waves churned as though a raging dragon were roaring within.
Amid the thunderous rumbling, a blood-red column of water shot into the sky.
It slammed viciously into the Silver Paper floating in the void.
Thud!
Like a giant's fist, the blood-red water column struck the Silver Paper with a tremendous crash.
The column instantly exploded, scattering countless droplets of blood into the air.
Like speeding bullets, or densely packed raindrops falling from the heavens, they whistled through the air and pierced everything in their path.
Blood-red rain fell across a hundred-mile radius.
"Ah!"
Screams suddenly rang out as figure after figure howled frantically beneath the bloody raindrops.
But most did not even have time to scream before the bloody rain pierced them, dissolving their bodies in the blink of an eye.
Those blood-red droplets seemed to possess a terrifying power of destruction.
"This is bad!"
The six Half-Step Mighty Ones closest to the lake all paled.
They hastily raised shields of divine power and activated their treasures to protect themselves.
Yet the divine radiance around them, along with the treasures above their heads, still began to corrode and dissolve beneath the soaking bloody rain.
Those blood-red