Terrifying Blood Droplets

Qin Wentian inclined his head. The cultivation base of this great roc was the same as him, and he knew this wasn't a real existence. His consciousness had entered into an illusory space when he stared at that statue.

He had never fought such a difficult battle with an opponent on the same level as him before. The great roc before him was a true saint beast and had a perfect and extremely pure bloodline. With the innate talent of a golden-winged great roc, every breath it took created a startling pressure that bore down on Qin Wentian, and its eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts of others. There was no need to doubt how tyrannical the roc's attacks would be.

Qin Wentian's gaze grew solemn as he released his perfect saint-grade immortal foundation, causing a brilliant flash of light that enveloped this entire space.