The mockery in Blood Lady's eyes became increasingly evident.
"Alright, you've said enough!"
Blood Luo King stepped forward gravely, arriving in front of Blood Lady. His eyes showed the same blood-red color that Jiang Hong's had previously, and he calmly scanned the endless wind screen.
He finally fixed his Divine Sense on a particular spot.
That spot seemed to have fierce winds flowing over it, yet there was an extremely subtle difference.
Such a difference could only be detected by a late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator whose Divine Sense was extremely adept, and as luck would have it, Blood Luo King was such a person.
"Found it."
His voice remained calm.
As he raised his right hand, a blood-red ball of light suddenly appeared in his palm, within which a blood-colored serpent continuously shuttled back and forth.
