Blood Sea surges.
The Blood Sacrifice Array, condensed from countless life forms, slowly starts to rotate.
As the array spins, a hint of anomaly appears in the sky above.
Countless clouds seem to be drawn, shattering rapidly.
The surrounding wind, clouds, rain, thunder... all begin to distort.
The fierce wind howls, waves roar.
On the massive blood-red Ram Horn Divine Mountain, two figures in green robes, an elder and a youth, stand at either end.
"Wang Ba, haha, you have finally come!"
Seeing the eventually appearing young figure, Han Yanzi reveals a hint of joy.
Yet to his surprise, the reaction of the youth before him is quite peculiar.
The eyes are indifferent, yet seem to have waves rolling within, intertwined.
Clearly, the two of them are in confrontation, but he does not look at him; instead, his gaze falls directly behind him downward.
Han Yanzi's mind whirls, and he starts to laugh:
