The massive crimson giant stood in the horizon, covering the sun as it emanated a stench of blood that filled the entire heavens and earth, along with the pressure of a demonic god.

Countless gazes looked at that crimson giant in despair, making the residents lose their confidence.

Under all the fearful gazes, Mu Chen calmly stood in the sky with a crystal pagoda in his hand.

“Since you want to be the hero of this world, then this King will fulfill your wish today!” The Blood Demon King’s silhouette appeared on the crimson giant and looked down at Mu Chen with a sinister smile. As a member of the Fiend Clans, he naturally had a great understanding of the Great Thousand World’s cultivation levels. Mu Chen was only a Perfected Earth Sovereign, and in their Blood Fiend Clan, they’re only comparable to the Blood Demon Generals, not even a Blood Demon King.

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