While they were talking, more clutter fell from above into the blood pool, splashing the bloody water.
A faint blood-colored mist rose from the surface of the blood pool.
Bang—
Xi Lan also crashed to the ground.
She looked around quickly and got to her feet…
Chuzheng burst out and kicked her.
"Chuzheng!"
Xi Lan, furious, formed her fingers into claws and struck back at Chuzheng.
The two exchanged blows at the edge of the blood pool.
The mist over the blood pool grew thicker, and Chuzheng could barely see anything but the crimson fog in front of her.
In the middle of the blood pool, a black silhouette slowly became visible.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
The sinister laughter spread through the mist.
It echoed distantly, as if coming from Hell, chilling to the bone and sending shivers down the spine.
"My lord!" Xi Lan immediately turned around, her face full of joy.
The lord had really emerged!
"Who art thou!"
The black silhouette wavered, drifting toward Xi Lan.