Chapter 1,108: The Abyssal Saint King

the wind. His eyes also took on a layer of seven colors, and in his mind, strange images appeared – countless gigantic soul beasts bowing down in worship. 。The object of their worship is themselves. 。...At that moment, he suddenly felt that compared to these senior comrades of the Blood God Camp, he really wasn't anything. 。At first, when he took over for Blood Nine, there was a sense of smug satisfaction in his heart. But now, at this moment, that smugness has completely vanished. 。In its place, there was an indescribable reverence. 。Leaving the Blood God Formation, Tang Wulin immediately felt the changes in his body. His aura rapidly plummeted. 。It plummeted several notches in an instant. 。Without the guidance of the Blood God Formation, he would be unable to utilize the power of the planes. 。The blood legion's soldiers, after a moment of stunned cries, their cries transformed into cheers unlike anything ever heard before. 。Cheers erupted like a geyser. 。 Blood Nine, alive! The hero in their hearts, he didn't die! And that existence suspended in mid-air was even a great hero who saved the entire army! In this moment, Tang Wulin's image in their hearts had already become incredibly tall 。even exceeding the legion commander and all the blood gods still different from a real Ox-Horned Dragon. This was because he only possessed the Martial Soul and lacked the bloodline power that Tang Wulin, Su Mu, and Long Ye had. 。Long Yue is powerful becaus...