Wu Binghe struck at Blood Bird!
He did not stand on anyone's side, he was just helping himself.
In that instant, the moment he fully committed to the attack, Wu Binghe's eyes displayed a cold indifference, emanating a detached lack of divinity that was both shark-like and mantis-like. Yet, the implicit threat was even more bloody than that of a frenzied, wild beast!
Boom!
After a huge sound, the ground at the center of the square sunk deeply.
An enormous, grotesque claw mark the size of a house suddenly formed, its edges unusually smooth, only the ground that was blasted into powder flying out like water.
A visible cloud of gray dust bloomed.
A fierce wind blew, dispersing the gray fog.