The Eight Kings of Corpse Sect

As Tuo Sen's words echoed in the sky, the endless sea of blood on the ground emitted waves of angry roars. The blood waves rose and fell like a tide.

Tuo Sen's red hair fluttered in the wind, and he wore a ferocious smile. His right hand tore at the sky once more, and a thunderous rumble echoed. The crack in the blood-red sky grew several times larger, almost tearing through the entire sky.

It was as if a piece of cloth had been torn in half!

At this moment, the cultivators in the sea of blood shot into the sky! Under Tuo Sen's guidance, they passed by him and stepped into the void.

Tuo Sen's right hand reached behind him, and the blood-colored sea roared. It was as if there was an unimaginable force surrounding it. As thunderous rumbles echoed, the endless sea of blood was lifted from the ground and charged toward the crack in the sky.