"Luo Feng, don't think that just because you wounded me, you can be arrogant. I broke through to the True Yuan Realm half a month ago, and I was just playing with you earlier. Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand!"
Leng Feifan's figure floated in mid-air, looking down at Luo Feng as if evaluating a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
As he spoke, he lowered his stance, crossed the twin blades behind his back, and his eyes locked firmly on Luo Feng, as he exhaled a blue breath. Instantly, the majestic True Yuan exploded, and around him erupted strands of condensed blue light.
The blue light did not dissipate but instead intertwined in the void, gradually transforming into a giant blue crow.
The giant crow was nearly six to seven meters high, its feathers vivid and lifelike, with blood-red eyes emitting a malevolent and vast aura, giving the impression of an ancient beast's descent, terrifying to behold.
