Just an ant!
The Lord of Storms said this to the white-haired witch in a cold, merciless tone.
“Already buried in the ground, and you’re still so cocky?”
Senior Xue wasn’t fazed by this kind of trash talk.
She pulled herself together, and all the blood energy in her second dantian erupted at once.
Since this energy hadn’t fully transformed, once it was used up, it couldn’t be regenerated.
Using it like this was a bit wasteful in the long run.
But the white-haired witch didn’t care about that.
“Blood Curse Art…”
Blood-red traces flowed from her ten fingertips,...
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