Blade.
Blood dripped continuously from the blade's edge.
At this moment, the Night Rain Blade was completely unlike its former self.
It resembled a poisoned Bone Blade, shimmering with a faint green glow in the void with each swing.
"Rain Poison."
"Temporary weapon transformation, Truth Fifth Rank."
"Description: Under the special Dharma Aspect of the toxic rain, the destructive poison annihilates all living bodies."
"—Extreme Poison."
"—It can only reach such power in its blade form!"
Shen Ye rolled onto the ground, wiped the blood from his face, and stood back up.
In the sky.
The Dragon, clutching its stomach, flashed and transformed into a man in a red robe once again, hurriedly chanting healing spells.
This area, nearly a hundred kilometers from the Dwarf Demon Palace, was a desolate wilderness strewn with rubble.
"Who exactly are you?"
The man in the red robe descended, standing opposite Shen Ye, scrutinizing him with both suspicion and uncertainty.
