He looked up at Blood Rakshasa, seeing Blood Rakshasa's entire body in crimson red—the hair like burning flames, the skin as if soaked in fresh blood, the clothes fluttering with the wind, even the eyeballs were red, emanating a bizarre glow.
Shi Feiyang thought to himself: Is this even human? Could it be a life-taking envoy dispatched by King Yama?
Yet, he felt no fear in his heart and coldly said, "I do not change my name while walking nor alter my surname while sitting, I am Shi Feiyang! With your appearance of neither human nor ghost and mingling with an evil character like Dugu Yan, you're surely up to no good! Name yourself, today you will pay for your wicked deeds." His words were filled with disdain and resolve.
Lin Wanqing saw the situation was unfavorable and immediately pushed her son into Gong Simeng's arms, her movements swift and decisive.
She unsheathed her sword, the blade shining with a cold light, sword qi raging.
