Although the Blood-thirsty Demon King was in the Second Layer of the Divine Sovereign Realm and appeared formidable, Wu De knew exactly how strong he truly was. Even Wu De himself dared not act rashly against Ye Yun. The Blood-thirsty Demon King, when faced with Ye Yun, had no chance of winning. It would be a completely one-sided defeat, as easy as crushing rotten wood.
As he watched the red cloud descend, a sneer flashed in Ye Yun's eyes. The Blood-thirsty Demon King seemed eager to curry favor with Wu De, but unfortunately, he had picked the wrong person. Ye Yun nonchalantly waved his hand, and a tidal wave of power swept out.
WHOOSH!
A gusty wind arose, instantly blowing the red cloud away. The Blood-thirsty Demon King screamed, suddenly disintegrating into numerous red droplets and flying violently back into the distance. After retreating several thousand feet, the red droplets gathered again, re-forming the Blood-thirsty Demon King.
