Because at present, only Yang Kewei has read this book in its entirety.

When he talked about the exciting part, Yang Kewei handed the book to the three people and let them take a look.

Finally, everyone turned the topic to the Blood God Son.

Only Shangguan Qinghong and Long Huang felt solemn.

The book written can resist the invasion of God's curse, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Even a strong person of the same level would find it difficult to resist unless he is much stronger than them.

Shangguan Qinghong looked worried. The three words "Blood God Son" sounded like he didn't belong to a decent person.

If this person also harbors hostility towards the fairy world, then perhaps no one except Yang Kewei will be able to defeat him.

Moreover, the other party is hiding in the fairyland, and it must not be just for the purpose of recording history.

While they were discussing this name, the real owner was climbing out of an abyss.

The Blood God was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he looked as miserable as could be.

The Blood God Son climbed out of the abyss and lay on the ground gasping for breath.

"Damn you, Heavenly Emissary! When have I ever been so embarrassed?"

"When I recover my strength, I will be the first to refine this immortal world!"

The Blood God Son sat cross-legged with difficulty, making hand gestures with his hands.

Soon, countless blood and energy flew out from the abyss below.

These were what he got from slaughtering the monsters below.

After much effort, he finally managed to pass through the crack, only to encounter an emperor-level monster when he came out.

If he had not recovered a lot in the human world, he would have been beaten and fled again.

Finally, after killing all the monsters, he himself was exhausted and had to crawl out with difficulty.