"Kill one or two? Lin Dong, you are really arrogant!" Tian Sha's words carried a hint of mockery and disdain.
He flicked his hand slightly, as if orchestrating an unimportant chess game, yet it instantly froze the atmosphere on the field.
Blood Fool, this bloodthirsty maniac and distinguished Blood Clan powerhouse, his eyes even redder like two flames dancing wildly.
He obeyed Tian Sha's command, ready to launch a more ferocious assault.
Lin Dong's face became extremely solemn at that instant. He was secretly surprised, realizing that Tian Sha's strength was not just unfathomable, but he could actually command someone like Blood Fool, a high-level Blood Clan member.
Within Lin Dong's original understanding, Blood Fool was a standout among the Blood Clan, one of the Seven Great Blood Servants, with considerable prestige. Yet now, Tian Sha's presence seemed even more extraordinary and mysterious, hard to grasp.
