Ye Feng remained silent, his head lowered as he watched the blood rise over his feet, the scarlet liquid appearing like a black pool in his eyes...

He lifted his foot, but it felt as if he were stuck in mud, pulling him back, refusing to let him leave.

Ye Feng let out a bitter laugh, and at that moment, the Demon Spirit seized the opportunity of his unstable mind to suddenly burst forth!

It transformed into a half-mask of demonic energy, covering his face!