It seems that I can feel the anger from the abyss.

Infinite blood rose from the darkness, raging and rushing forward, extending straight forward, regardless of the great consumption, penetrating the layers of rock, covering the entire steel temple.

In an ancient book of Dongxia, it was once said: When a man is angry, his blood splatters three feet.

But when the emperor was angry, he wanted to bury millions of corpses and bleed thousands of miles.

And when the wrath of the whole country fell on Huai Shi's head, it seemed that there was an entire abyss.

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