In the Bloodlust Realm, Demonic Cultivators were extremely prone to anger and frenzy. Only through bloodthirsty slaughter could they grasp the mysteries of this realm, and only through bloodthirsty slaughter could they understand themselves more clearly. If they wanted to break through this realm, ceaseless killing was the quickest path.
Yet amid the slaughter, Demonic Cultivators were also extremely prone to cultivation deviation. One careless lapse of will could leave them beyond recovery, reduced completely to insane monsters driven by nothing but the instinct to kill. Thus, controlling oneself in this realm was extremely difficult. Slaughter was both a shortcut to a swift breakthrough and a possible road of no return.
As Han Shuo flew down from the cliff, his hatred for Florida swelled without limit, including his hatred for the Goddess Archer named Makexin, who had nearly dealt Emily a fatal blow. His heart, which had originally calmed, beat far faster than usual. His demonic essence was vast, and his Demonic Nascent Soul brimmed with surging vitality.
After the Demonic Nascent Soul absorbed and digested the pure soul power contained in the Purple Demon Eye, Han Shuo broke through the True Demon Realm in which he had stagnated. After reaching the Bloodlust Realm, although he occasionally felt the urge to indulge in a massacre, his strength had indeed improved rapidly.
Now, even facing Florida at his peak head-on, Han Shuo was confident he could kill him in direct combat. Even without using the speed of the Nine Heavens Demon Art, Han Shuo was confident he could fight Edwin and escape unscathed.
A Fiendish Aura, taking the form of swirling black mist, constantly wreathed Han Shuo. From a distance, the diving Han Shuo resembled a pitch-black cloud, with two blood-red pupils within it. The eerie, sinister bloody light in them