Xiao Yi fell into a state of enlightenment.
He didn't notice that the blood-colored skies above suddenly began to surge.
The entire sky across the Ten Thousand Miles Territory, filled with blood-red, surged forth like a massive blood dragon.
Its fierce and dominant aura seemed as if it could break through the Heavenly Dome.
Along its path, those bones that had not decayed for ten thousand years instantaneously turned into dust under the might of the blood dragon.
However, when the blood reached Xiao Yi,
its overwhelming presence and ferocious speed suddenly halted.
The speed began to slow down immensely.
The blood enveloped Xiao Yi.
It seemed to transform into gentle lake waters, quietly flowing.
Quietly brushing over Xiao Yi's body.
With each stroke, Xiao Yi's expression grew more solemn.
A thick scent of blood made his body uncomfortable.
Layers of chilling killing intent left his mind in a trance.
