The scene of a handsome, wickedly charismatic middle-aged man and an elegant woman riding a twelve-winged silver eagle, breaking through the deep expanse of the sky, left the hundreds of thousands of cultivators on the Star-Fall Plain stunned and utterly shaken.
The three giants—King Wuji, Xi Buhuo, and Feng Qinghan—had gazes as cold as ice, staring fixedly at the middle-aged man atop the sky-covering silver eagle.
There was no doubt that the words "blood staining the blue sky" had been spoken by him.
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