Bloodwater surged like roaring waves from the sky, overwhelming the mountains as an angry flood pierced through the peaks, sweeping down the slopes and ridges fiercely.
The mountains in all directions were submerged by the blood ocean that crossed over the ridgelines. Below, Bai Qingchen and the Tiger God Dragon appeared exceedingly insignificant under such a terrifying disaster, just like mountain rodents facing a flood with nowhere to hide!
The Tiger God Dragon merely stood in place, but struggled agonizingly.
Around it was only air, yet its struggle resembled that of drowning.
Bai Qingchen was not spared from this torture either.
She was drenched, her hair stained a dirty crimson; she continuously vomited blood, and the blood seemed endless, threatening to choke her throat and windpipe!
Meanwhile, the tail of the Nine-tailed Dragon began to grow limitlessly, spreading like an ink painting toward the vast land, like a dynamic scroll unfolding.
