The Pinnacle Of Life

The palm that was rushing toward Spencer was huge. It was entirely overwhelming. The situation had changed rapidly and took an unexpected turn.

Even for a master at Tribulation Crossing, Spencer couldn’t move a single inch as the slap came at him. He froze in place like a wooden puppet and watched as the slap landed heavily on his face.

Boom!

Spencer flew through the air, hitting the wall heavily.

The wall was not damaged, as expected, but his body had been brutally smashed. He coughed out mouthfuls of blood.

The leader of the Blood Shura was unforgiving, charging over after that blow.

Spencer understood that the most challenging moment in his life had come.

Roar!

“Mighty dragon of the divine blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With my flesh and blood, I call upon the gods!”

pieces, and a series of cracks appeared on his body, and fresh blood gushed out from him, forming a pool of blood under his feet. The blood that flowed out

was an

also the supreme magic

head, and it was huge, as tall as a hundred feet. It looked like a god or devil, and it exuded

Spencer, his eyes had turned blood red, and his body had grown taller. In addition, four sharp fangs emerged from

“Huh?”

to be lost in thought. Then, after a while, he nodded. “Blood Cult techniques, I didn’t expect you to know the secret magic that has been passed down in my tribe. It’s a pity that you’re only human

it against me, it’s

are you talking about? The divine powers of the Blood Cult are the

Then, let me show you

leader stomped his feet fiercely. “Mighty dragon of demon blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With my flesh and blood, I

were almost the same as Spencer, except instead of calling upon

Shura tribe worshiped

Boom!

It was ten times taller than the one above Spencer’s head, standing at a thousand feet tall, and the head could not be seen at a glance. But, facing the demon lord that the leader