Although the very moment the Third-rank corpse was exhausted, he felt something was amiss.
Yet, the current sunk cost and that final little allure of potential success still led the Blood Spirit Venerable to this situation.
His arms and legs were all broken, yet Zhao Xing was still howling incessantly.
"Bastard! This bastard!"
The Blood Spirit Venerable was furious.
He remembered, back in Gucheng, he was tricked by this kid.
Only compared to last time, this time the ploy was even deeper.
Fury!
The Blood Spirit Venerable's blood pressure surged instantly.
He was somewhat defenseless, being fooled twice by the same person using similar tactics!
"Such shame has not been seen in a thousand years!"
The Blood Spirit Venerable was so angry he wanted to vomit blood.
At this stage, his rationality finally returned.
"Not good, I've fallen into a trap!"
"How could I lose my mind? I was thoroughly tricked by this Tianyan kid!"
