Ding Hao grasped the saber in his hand. The massive black wolf claw looked about to crumble even before he could strike. It found it difficult to get close to Ding Hao.

"What kind of power is this? How is it possible..." That imposing voice exclaimed.

Ding Hao did not say a word, slashing his saber with a backhand.

Crimson light filled the air, as if the void had been dyed with blood.

A terrible scorching light streamed toward them. ...