Guo Ran flew through the air, unleashing a constant rain of black water.

Even the Empyrean Winged Blood Devils were unable to do anything to the black rain. No matter what divine abilities they unleashed, no matter how they summoned winds to blow the water away, the rain would ignore their attacks and land on their bodies. Countless Empyrean Winged Blood Devils died, wailing without the slightest ability to resist.

Guo Ran felt like flowers were blooming inside his heart. His gratitude toward Long Chen came in an unending stream.

Long Chen had given him all the death spirit water he had brought out of the Netherworld. This kind of efficient killing was better than any other move.

This was a safe, fast, painless, high-end, imposing, and superior killing art. Long Chen had given Guo Ran the ability to show off like this. How could Guo Ran not be grateful? He almost shed tears of gratitude.

Guo Ran caused chaos amongst the Empyrean Winged Blood Devils wherever he went. They tried to dodge, but...