C140 Meet the Remnants of the Blood Devil Sect!

Exhaling softly, Lu Chen clenched his hand, drawing Zhao Kuangyin's storage ring into his palm with a magnetic pull.

Next, he pointed his index finger, tracing a line through the void. With a sharp hiss, a streak of pale finger energy shot out like a sword, cleaving Zhao Kuangyin's body in two and revealing a divine weapon that radiated a subtle aura of authority