"Hmm?" Shi Hao's arm shot out just over a zhang long. It must be said that the suppression of cultivation in this place reached its limit. Even someone as strong as him, surpassing The Extreme Hundred Thousand Jin Boundary, could only achieve this step.
But even so, it was astonishing enough. If other cultivators saw it, they would certainly show a look of shock.
Because everyone else was suppressed to the level of ordinary people, only he could still display secret techniques like this, as if he were high above, with the foundation to overlook the heroes.
"What manner of demon is this?" Yue Chan retreated, her skirt bottom tainted with a hint of crimson, due to the bloody mud.
No matter how strong a creature was, upon arriving here, after a long time, it was impossible not to touch the ground; they had to step into the bloody mud, unable to endure.
