"Heh heh, taking this old man's life is simple enough!" Wen Zhou was initially flustered, but he suddenly sneered. "This old man never intended to leave alive! You should be worrying about how you'll escape..."
As he spoke, with a deafening bang, Wen Zhou's demonic body abruptly exploded. Even his soul failed to escape, instantly shattering into fragments that fell into the space!
"Whooo..." Another bizarre scene unfolded. Whether Wen Zhou's soul fragments or the blood and filth from his demonic body, the moment they fell into the air, they transformed into hundreds of black shadows and shot toward every corner of the demon formation space, vanishing without a trace!
The already towering whirlpools of blood suddenly crashed into one another. In no more than a few breaths, all the whirlpools merged into two!
One resembled an inverted funnel, hanging over the space. The enormous vortex generated a suction force that sought to drag Xiao Hua into the high sky!
The other vortex resembled the one above, except it completely covered the space below. It too generated a tremendous force, trying to pull Xiao Hua down into the abyss!
Between the two funnels, the forces balanced each other, and Xiao Hua actually stood steadily in midair!
"What is this damned Wen Zhou plotting?" Xiao Hua did not believe this was the true appearance of the demon formation space. He hurriedly urged his body toward the edge of the formation!
Yet the demon formation space was so vast, and with Xiao Hua's cultivation not yet restored, he flew with startling slowness! At that moment, the blood beads that had nearly vanished suddenly emerged from all parts of the upper and lower vortices! All 177,777 blood beads blanketed the demon formation space, and a force of blood Baleful Intent, icy cold and