C1121 Tired of Living?

As night fell, the Crimson Plain in front of him surged with a baleful aura. The entire world had turned into a field of mournful blood, and the entire world seemed as if it had been submerged in blood, as if blood was going to drip out.

Gu Fei felt a great sense of oppression, as sharp ghostly wails continuously sounded out from the Crimson Plain