"You think a bunch of garlic chompers like you can protect this useless loser?"
"To be honest with you, I am no longer the same person I used to be, so even if you all team up, you won't pose a threat to me."
Li Yuan Yi slowly raised his hand, and a sword enveloped in blood-red appeared in his hand. As the sword emerged, even the surrounding air trembled.
It was enough to see the power of this sword.
But the blood-red mist instantly reminded Wang Zhan of something.
He immediately understood, looking at Li Yuan Yi in shock, he said, "The cultivation method you practice is related to the Demonic Clan? And you also borrowed the power of the Demonic Clan?"
Wang Zhan's face was extremely tense, as he had already sensed this when they were in the cave before.
The means used by the Demonic Spirit were too similar to those of Li Yuan Yi, proving that there must be a certain connection between them.
