From Kun's perspective, time had passed in a mere instant. The blood runes, which once enveloped the divine courtyard like a net of heaven and earth, shattered into pieces, scattering across the sky like star dust, like a downpour of blood in the form of crimson petals.
Within this storm of blood, the avatars of the Blood Demon collapsed with a crashing sound. The uncontrollably decayed flesh and mud, mingled with countless bones of humans and beasts, gushed forth like a flood of mud and rocks, spreading out wildly, smearing the divine courtyard like a scene straight from the depths of hell.
And from the muddy blood on the ground, a headless demonic body with its right hand raised in a heart-holding gesture, suddenly stretched out a withered left hand from between its skeletal remains, grasping into the void.
The deadlock was broken in a flash as the Extremely Evil Sword was snatched up by the Blood Hand!
Kun was shocked! Kun. Inhaled in a super strong gust!
