Meng Dede, who was diving downward, paused and looked up at the eternal night sky.0

His cold red eyes flashed, and with a grasp of his right hand, the black saber vanished, replaced by a long spear. The spear was a crystalline blood-red, with the shaft covered in dark red scales. It was over four meters long, and the tip seemed to swirl with boiling blood. It also emitted a soul-shaking, eerie wail.0

Raising the spear in his hand, he pointed it at the sky, and a beam of blood light shot up instantly. The mournful howls of vengeful spirits filled the entire arena in an instant.0

The tribulation clouds forming in the sky dispersed just like that. The bolts of lightning vanished.0

A hint of disdain flashed in Meng Dede's eyes, as if saying, "Before I decide to undergo a tribulation, not even the heavens can bring it upon me."0

Tang San's voice sounded in...0