Red Sun never expected that his mortal enemy would act against the rules imposed by White Bone at this moment.
It gave him a faint, extremely limited hope for survival.
Although he didn't know what plans Ye Feng had by taking such an action,
he knew that this was his last chance. If he didn't seize this final opportunity, his death was certain.
If he could grasp it, perhaps he still had a chance to continue surviving.
Thinking of this, the despair in Red Sun's heart gradually dissipated, replaced by an unending madness to continue living.
Within his blood bone body, the sparse Yang Blood and the few remnants of Supreme Blood he could control,
were all ignited and burned by him at this moment.
The roar caused by the burning blood spread within his body, making his declining momentum become extremely powerful.
Under such changes, the voice of pleading that had already dissipated suddenly resounded again in this realm.
