Swish.
A twisted force landed on Di Shi Tian, and his hand, which was clutching a heart, suddenly snapped off. A fresh, beating heart fell into the hands of the Blood Demon.
Roar!
The Blood Demon inserted the heart into its body, then stared at Di Shi Tian with blood-red eyes.
Huh?
What's going on?
The observers around, who had been immersed in the scene of Ye Qiu being obliterated, were all taken aback. How could the Blood Demon created by Di Shi Tian now seem like it was prepared for a life-and-death battle with him?
This scene was incomprehensible, inexplicable.
Is he attacking himself?
That's too absurd, isn't it?
But the fact seemed to be right in front of them. The Blood Demon created by Di Shi Tian was gazing at Di Shi Tian with a face full of murderous intent.
"I gave you life, and I can take it back. How dare you defy me."
Di Shi Tian was furious. Ye Qiu was dead, but it seemed he had shot himself in the foot.
