Chapter 940: Demonic Slaughter

Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, the vault of the void shuddered. A sea of fiendish blood surged into being, bearing a youth drenched head to toe in gore. He gripped a blood‑wet killing sword and looked every inch a peerless fiend god risen from the Nine Hells. "F... Frank Yale!" Even on their home turf, the people of the Blood Spirit Clan recoiled in unison the instant they saw that silhouette from afar. Bang, bang, bang! The void quivered with the thunder of Frank's steps. Each footfall...