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!”

his body, and fresh blood gushed out from him, forming a pool of blood under his feet. The

was an ancient

supreme magic of

shadow appeared above Spencer’s head, and it was huge, as tall as a hundred feet. It looked like a god or devil, and it exuded an overwhelming

had turned blood red, and his body had grown taller. In addition,

“Huh?”

immediately, but stared at Spencer and seemed 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 and forcibly practicing the divine powers of our Shura

me, it’s original! How naive you

divine powers of the

don’t believe me? Then, let me show you what the true demon arts of the Blood

fiercely. “Mighty dragon of demon blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With

Shura let out were almost the same

Shura tribe worshiped the

Boom!

a bloodied shadow descended. 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 of the Blood Shura had summoned, the one that Spencer had summoned was like a