Is it really meaningless?
Even if to Luohu they are merely ants, which he can crush with a single step.
But, as long as he lifts his foot one more time, isn't that where the meaning lies?
.....
Nailed to the Heavenly River City Wall with thirty-six lightning spears, immobilized, Lu Qingshan underwent a minuscule change at this moment.
His finger twitched slightly.
Everything happening in front of him, including the people charging forward in successive waves and the ever-bursting blood mist, all fell into his pitch-black eyes.
Those blood mists, like rain of blood, fell into the Heavenly River Sea, creating ripples after ripples, just like his current state of mind.
Seawater is cold, but blood is hot.
As the Oblivion River Sword Master, Lu Qingshan could sense the temperature of the blood through the Heavenly River Sea.
