Lu Mingshu coldly snorted, her sword cry like a dragon's chant, soaring into the sky to meet the blood fog.
Midair, the sword-light suddenly condensed, forming frost.
With a "crack" that never ceased, the frost shattered into ice fragments, bursting forth all at once.
Lightning appeared at this moment, entangling the blood fog, then started devouring and purifying it.
"Don't even think about it!" Fu Shangqing ground out through clenched teeth.
Lu Mingshu's face was cold as frost: "At the end of your rope, let's see where you can run to!"
A faint emerald aura emanated from her body, a powerful might instantly enveloping Fu Shangqing.
Fu Shangqing kept sneering, his face peeling off piece by piece, revealing a blurred mess of flesh. He was going all out, unable to maintain his appearance any longer.
At that moment, starlight descended.
The Gan Lin rain produced by the Heavenly Repair Stone fell like showers.
The blood fog, on the brink of exploding, was suddenly extinguished.
