Zhao Wanfu, who was at the Mid Divine King Realm, suddenly turned into a mist of blood.
Apart from Ye Chenfeng, everyone else stopped their actions, eyes wide open, their thoughts even short-circuited for a moment.
It was truly because the appearance of that thick blood-red vine was too sudden, and it directly turned the aggressive Zhao Wanfu into a mist of blood at first sight. This scene was too shocking. After all, a strong person at the Mid Divine King Realm is considered top-tier in the Central State, able to call the wind and summon the rain wherever they go. Yet, now he died so cleanly and decisively?
