C641 Selfdestruction Blood Divine Beast

Deep within the mine, nestled in a mysterious space, Old Fisherman, his Vital Spirit Tool in hand and shrouded in a faint purple blood mist, wore a look of confusion. "Senior Brother Su, has the Blood Divine Beast escaped?"

Old Fisherman had braced himself for a desperate stand against the formidable Blood Divine Beast, which had burst forth with immense power. Yet