"Hiss!"
Pang Yueyang followed Luo Cheng's gaze, couldn't help but gasp, and murmured in shock:
"Upper Blood Demon Prototype!!!"
In the blood-red sky, a house-sized blood vortex swirled, with a colossal blood shadow looming up and down within it.
This blood shadow was not like other Blood Evil Spirits, vague and indistinct, resembling a mix of reality and illusion, but was incredibly substantial!
As if it was forged from fresh blood, it had a human-like form, with even faint facial features emerging!
Especially those eyes, akin to blood moons, no longer held only chaos and slaughter but instead exuded a touch of cunning and cruelty, crimson as blood, seemingly about to develop sentience.
"How quickly has an Upper Blood Demon Prototype appeared!! It seems that this Upper Blood Demon Prototype is about to develop self-awareness. A step further, and it will transform into a true Blood Demon!"
Gazing at that blood shadow, Pang Yueyang's throat went dry.
