"It actually refined all six tusks, this demon beast is a bit difficult to deal with."
The strong man holding a blood-colored long spear frowned slightly, stepping through the air. With every step he took, his momentum increased, and after taking seven steps, his momentum finally doubled.
Immediately after, he spread his hands, and the blood-colored long spear rolled over, suspended in the sky, emitting bloody red light that filled the sky.
"Myriad Phenomena Prison Blood Spear!"
He roared, his black hair dancing, and his blood-red aura shook the heavens.
It seemed as if a tragic battlefield had descended, occupying the vast sky above with endless horns ringing, shedding an endless aura of slaughter that enveloped the area.