Statue of Faith (2)

At this moment, he stepped forward like a bull charging into a group of humanoid warriors. His waving left hand was like the scythe of the god of death. Every swing sent a humanoid warrior nearby flying, spitting out blood and dying.

In the face of absolute strength, offense was the best defense.

Just like that, Feng Qi forced his way through, fighting his way from the sacrificial building to the entrance of the humanoid camp.

It presented a bloody back view to the humanoid warriors.

In the future, this figure would often materialize in their dreams. The flames of hell, the bloody visage, the fierce countenance, and the unparalleled strength of this figure became an indistinct presence in the hearts of the humanoid warriors.

His figure quickly shuttled through the rainforest. Before the Blood Source form dissipated, he began to run with all his might.

During this time, the narrator guided him towards the coast where he first landed.