The blood fog churned and stretched for no less than 500 kilometers in the sky. Lightning flashed faintly inside, dancing like red snakes.
There was also rumbling thunder that was like the roar of the Heavenly Dao, shaking the world.
Under this blood fog, the ground was also affected. The surrounding mountain rocks were shaking and were pulled into the air.
It was as though there was some world-shocking evil in the clouds that was using indescribable attraction to control all living beings.
Even the short mountain where Xu Qing and Erniu were at quaked under the influence of the blood fog.
At that moment, the man and woman who walked out of the blood fog were like the lords of heaven and earth. Their auras were overwhelming and abnormally terrifying.
The man was like a mountain, tall and robust, exuding a strong sense of oppression. His face revealed determination and indifference, with his deep eyes shining with a cold and cruel light.