"Tu Xiao'an, you bastard! You actually killed my adoptive father!"
In that instant, Luo Ziyun felt like she was going mad. The tenderness in her eyes when she looked at Tu Xiao'an completely vanished the moment Demon King Liu's Primordial Spirit was destroyed.
A piercing killing intent, fueled by a surging rage, burned in her beautiful eyes. The Treasure Sword in her hand suddenly hummed, glowing brightly. With a wave of her hand, a terrifying wave of Sword Qi swept directly toward Tu Xiao'an.
Conversely, there was no anger left in Tu Xiao'an's eyes; his own rage had dissipated the moment Demon King Liu's soul scattered. He reacted quickly to the terrifying wave of Sword Qi, twisting his body to dodge. The attack slammed into the rocks behind him, and the entire Ten Thousand Blood Pool shook as stones crumbled from above.
