Lu Ren's eyes were wrapped in bandages. Sensing the killing intent emanating from the old man in the distance, he said coldly, "If you want to kill me, you'll have to ask whether my little sister agrees!"
"Your little sister?"
Ghost Ring's expression darkened slightly, and a disdainful smile curved across his lips. "So what if Mei'er really appears? Do you think she can protect you? Today, no one can save you!"
By now, the Divine Court had truly made up its mind to kill Lu Ren and eliminate all future trouble.
"Is that so?"
Just then, an icy voice rang out, like a sharp sword slicing through the air.
Before Lu Ren, space slowly tore apart. An aura of slaughter transformed into blood-colored ripples that spilled from the Spatial Rift like surging waves sweeping forth. Sensing those crimson ripples, Ghost Ring and Demon Soul both widened their eyes, their faces carrying shock and gravity, as though they had witnessed a terrible calamity descend.
"You have some nerve, daring to lay a hand on my brother!"
At that moment, a long blood-red dress emerged like a blooming blood rose. A red-haired woman of peerless grace appeared, her beauty impossible to ignore.
"Blood-robed Mei'er? How did Mei'er become Blood-robed so easily?"
"Over all these years, Mei'er has only transformed into Blood-robed once, in the Heavenly Secret Hell!"
"You still don't understand? As long as she senses that Lu Ren is in danger, she can transform into Blood-robed!"
Several Divine Nirvana experts at the Nirvana Body level discussed among themselves, terror flashing through their eyes.
"Brother, you finally met Zhang Zhongsheng!"
Mei'er looked at Lu Ren and spoke icily.
"Mm!"
Lu Ren nodded.
Zhang Zhongsheng looked at Mei'er. Sensing the slaughter aura surrounding her, he nodded as well. "Clad in crimson, Heavenly