"Clang!"
A crisp metallic clash resounded.
The blood-colored spear held by the Phantom Quasi-Immortal Emperor was indestructible, its sharpness reaching the extreme.
Like thunder and lightning, it tore through the Great Universe, even from afar, a sense of sharpness swept over.
No matter how much the Ten Crown King tried to dodge, his femur was pierced.
In an instant.
Scalding Imperial Blood surged out, as hot as the rays of the setting sun, instantly dyeing the battle robe red.
The Ten Crown King groaned, his body staggered, his brows furrowed tightly.
He always thought himself resilient, rarely moved easily.
But after being pierced by the blood spear, the wound had a heart-wrenching, bone-corroding pain, even he couldn't help but wince subconsciously.
Moreover, wisps of dark mist lingered around the wound.
Like leeches gnawing at flesh and blood, frantically moving deeper into his flesh, trying to erode his Primordial Spirit and body.
