The gap between Devour Moon and other realms is as vast as the sky and the mud beneath.
It's like the difference between a Tier One Extraordinary and a Sequence Three Saint.
Baiyu could sense it.
The opponent's strength was formidable, definitely not a weakling.
"Then let's begin. Although I can't take you down easily, this green water and mountains are a fitting burial place for you."
Zhang Chao grabbed with both hands, the spear shot out like a dragon's roar, incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning charging forward.
Indeed.
Compared to power, speed was his greatest advantage.
"Blood Blade!"
Baiyu held the knife in his right hand, swiped his left hand across the blade, and suddenly the black blade was tinted with gold.
He infused the power of the Golden Blood into the Black Moon Blade!
Zhang Chao's attack had already arrived.
