Ruan He's body collapsed, disintegrating into a torrent of blood rain. Everything was progressing towards an irreversible demise.
All the Saints were shocked by this spectacle, hardly able to believe what they were seeing.
Ruan He was the Holy Son of the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan, renowned for his unparalleled physical body; even the Emperor Clan's Heavenly Talents would proceed with caution when he was near.
Before this, they absolutely didn't believe that any Loose Cultivator could be mentioned in the same breath as Ruan He.
But at this moment, they were all flabbergasted, unable to believe the scene unfolding before their eyes.
"Let him go."
A Saint clad in snake scales shouted at Hong Yuan, "Do you know who we are, where we come from? If you kill him, you will have no place to hide in the Nine Heavens and Five Continents!!"
Hong Yuan's mouth curved into a smirk as he maliciously said, "Then come kill me now, MWAHAHAHA!"
