Before the towering Sword Pond.
Fu Yusheng's expression slightly darkened, a flash of crimson crossed the depths of his eyes, revealing a strong killing intent.
Dead!
Hong Zeyuan was dead!
Or rather, one of his other Demon Blood incarnations was dead!
And it was that detestable human race who had acted!
How could he have improved so quickly!
When he first entered the Demon Ruins, he was merely at the Taiyi Void Realm!
In such a short time, he now possessed the strength to easily kill those at the Taiyi Spirit Realm!
That member of the human race was not right!
Even if this fragment of the Heavenly Palace contained opportunities beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
It was impossible for one to improve so rapidly!
Thoughts flitted across his eyes as he recalled every scene from his fight with Qin Zheng, his expression growing increasingly grim.