A blade.
Blood dripped steadily from its edge.
The Night Rain Blade was now completely different from before.
It resembled a poisoned Bone Blade, casting a faint emerald glow through the void as it swung.
"Rain Venom." "Temporary transformed weapon, Truth Fifth Rank." "Description: empowered by the special Dharma Form of the rain of deadly poison, its destructive toxins destroy the bodies of all living beings." "-Deadly Poison." "-It can only achieve such power when transformed into a blade!"
Shen Ye rolled to the ground, wiped away some blood, and stood up.
In the sky.
The dragon clutched his belly. In a flash, he turned back into the Red-Robed Man and rapidly chanted healing incantations.
They were now nearly a hundred kilometers from the Dwarf Demon Hall, in a wilderness strewn with broken rocks.
"Just who are you?"
The Red-Robed Man landed opposite Shen Ye, looking him over in bewilderment and suspicion.
"The man who'll kill you."
Shen Ye said.
He raised the Rain Venom blade in his hand. Feeling its Truth Fifth Rank power, his confidence surged.
The Dragon Race had exceptional defenses.
Even attacks of the same rank could not hurt them.
Unless you reached a higher Truth Stage-
You had to suppress them completely!
The Red-Robed Man scoffed and sneered:
"Idiot... you interrupted me several times while I was unsealing my strength, but it's finished now."
"Your blade couldn't cut through my defenses before, and it certainly can't now."
"-I've reached Truth Seventh Rank!"
While he was speaking, Shen Ye glanced down at the Fate Lines on his palm.
After fighting this long, he had come to a realization.
-Battle-Dance Songstress is so useful.
Under the influence of this "pink, rare, unique" trait, every ability would rise by one rank.
He had already tested it.