C43 Blood Sacrifice(2)
Despite his efforts, his punch never made contact with Yang Huang's head.
Yang Huang faced the incoming blow without so much as a blink. The fist drew nearer, yet it halted abruptly a mere ten centimeters away from him.
A glance around would reveal the initially unnoticed dark red smoke that now thoroughly blanketed the ground. Mysterious red mists had materialized
