Black clouds pressed down on the city, and bats circled about to form a black whirlwind, madly racing towards Xu Yangyi.
Screeeeeech!
In flight, each bat was wreathed in ghastly green fire. Their frantic shrieks assailed Xu Yangyiâs eardrums. Wherever they passed, even the air began to burn.
He took a deep breath. Without hesitation, the manifestation of a white tiger appeared behind him and snarled. The muscles of his left and right hands sharply swelled, and streaks of white light instantly flickered.
BOOM!
The fire bats came down the street like zombies, sweeping the areas they wandered until only desolace remained. The river of intertwining black, green, and red encroached by 200 to 300 meters in a flash. Xu Yangyi was in the heart of the raging cyclone.
His right foot stepped back. His face was terribly grave. This wasnât a high Marquis, or even a quasi Grand Duke that went so far as to possess a shred of Core Formation might. This was a Throneless Grand Duke personally taking action, one who had steeled his heart not to let him go.
Right now, he could only fight with his back against the wall!
In his body, the Voidspirit Immortal Physiqueâs massive vortex slowly turned. In the next second, white light shimmered in the space between his fingers, and a breaking sound was issued.
âSplitting Air!â
Crash!
The air flashed with cracks from countless white claw-scars. In the space Splitting Air and the fire globe of bats intersected, a roaring explosion boomed. The ghastly green blaze scattered all over the street. Behind the black tide, Bloody Moon wore a smile on his face. His cloak ceremoniously wrapped around him, and he kneeled gracefully.
âFirst Act⊠Helaâs Heel.â
In the next second, he was strangely vanishing from his original position.
Boom boom boom!
Xu Yangyi didnât see any of this. As he was taking advantage of Splitting Airâs display, he exhausted all of his strength to rip apart the giant fire net in front of him.
A single claw just wasnât able to break through Bloody Moonâs seemingly casual attack!
But on the contrary⊠the fiery sea of bats only slowed down. Afterwards, they rushed over even faster.
The high-speed display caused an unendurably heavy pain spread through his arms. To him, who hadnât cultivated physique arts, forcibly using Splitting Air was an overload. Presently, it seemed more likely that his arms were about to break.
Still, he didnât care. He powered through the pain, his arms already swinging out into afterimages. Thirty to forty meters in front of him, Splitting Airâs white light illuminated the entire space. Unexpectedly, it forcibly ripped out a pure-white world in the boundless black tide.
CrashâŠ
The ghastly green flames jetted out everywhere, and the black tide finally receded away. However, there wasnât a trace of laxness on his face, because he felt⊠in the scattering fire sea of bats, an incomparably terrible spiritual force, second only to a Grand Dukeâs, was now deeply locked onto him.
Furthermore⊠it was as swift as lightning! It didnât give him leeway to ponder. Inside the fiery sea of bats that was pulling away layer after layer⊠he only saw a figure wearing a white shirt and a black suit, whose unfurling blood-red cloak resembled an eagle. With a world-shaking screech, the figure dashed over with a speed he dared not imagine!
The vampire didnât seem to be rushing over on top of fire bats, but rather like he was treading on top of roses.
Clang!
Xu Yangyi only had time to resist with the Fishbowel Sword. In the next second, sparks quickly flashed from where his sword was horizontally pressed against his chest. Bloody Moon looked at where his pale hand and the Fishbowel Sword touched, and he pulled back with an ear-piercing screech.
No fingers or muscles were broken. There was only a scraping noise that caused oneâs scalp to numb, flickering sparks, and gentle laughter.
Nonetheless, Bloody Moonâs figure was already gone. His laughter lingered in front of Xu Yangyi, though.
Bloody Moon⊠was faster than the speed of sound!
In the next moment, a fierce gale attacked behind Xu Yangyi. A pale hand marked by blood-red fingernails was already clawing towards the middle of his back.
âThis⊠is a physique art!â He swiftly realized he still had room to save himself with divine abilities. With physique arts, however, everything was close combat. Life and death was merely between a thought. The sea of fiery bats was just a diversion. If Bloody Moon had the opportunity to close in, the vampire would definitely be able to kill him.
But in kind, he wasnât an ordinary Marquis!
His eyes couldnât keep up with the enemyâs terrible speed, but in this instant of great peril he quickly crouched down. Afterwards, five white lights shimmered, and a fierce claw was sent behind him as if it could tear apart the horizon.
He basically couldnât see Bloody Moon, and once Bloody Moon closed in, divine abilities were all useless. Given Bloody Moonâs speed that could be said to be lightning fast, he wouldnât even be given half a sliver of time to form seals.
This was the battle instinct heâd gained through years.
Boom!
A soft echo was heard from his wrist, and he couldnât help but loosen up a little. He made contact with Bloody Moonâs hand. As he stood on the brink, he unexpectedly resisted a Throneless Grand Dukeâs move!
âOh?â A voice tinged with a little surprise rang out behind him. But without waiting for Xu Yangyi to sigh in relief, a terrible tremor followed in the next moment and directly spread through his arm.
No good!
Xu Yangyiâs heart was shaken, and he hurriedly rushed forward like an arrow shot from the ground. Yet at the same time, a crunch was heard from his arm.
CrackâŠ
By the time the sound settled, he was over a dozen meters away. Without the slightest pause, his other hand promptly raised up a sky of white scars. Regardless, there was nothing.
Bloody Moon hadnât chased after him.
Xu Yangyiâs forehead was seeping out cold sweat. He didnât make a sound as he covered his arm.
His hand had brokenâŠ
That attack just now seemed like a gentle slap, but from the actual confrontation he knew that it was actually like a landslide. Like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down on his head. If he hadnât hurried away, perhaps that slap wouldâve broken half of his bones.
âPhysique Art?â Bloody Moon looked at his hand with a little surprise. âA master spirit-technician actually trains in physique arts? And one of such an extremely high level?â
He raised a brow and glanced at the fire sea of bats that was exploding like a firework. âBut not only that⊠your essence is also quite formidable. To be able to receive my attack means that your actual strength right now infinitely approaches a quasi Grand Duke. An ordinary Marquis wouldâve undoubtedly died just now. And.. you were surprisingly able to break through my âInfernoâ...â he laughed and bowed. âI think I underestimated you.â
âYour true strength is that of a super genius-rank mid Marquisâsuch a mid Marquis could even counter-kill a high Marquis. And moreover⊠Mr. X, thatâs not all. Your essence reserves instantly explode with one and a half times more power. That means you have the chance to even counter-kill a quasi Grand Duke. Still⊠this kind of game is even more attractive, isnât it?â
It was two times.
The doubled qi of the Voidspirit Immortal Physique was equal to a doubled explosion.
Xu Yangyi didnât reply. He never dared to look down on a Throneless Grand Duke. He couldnât even split his attention to speak.
He only trained his eyes on Bloody Moonâs movements.
âLoosen up.â In his black cloak, Bloody Moon smiled and said, âResistance will only bring pain in death, instead of peace. In any case, the conclusion is foregone. Is there any need to suffer before you die?â
âI wonât talk about the Holy Coffin,â Xu Yangyi finally gritted out.
He had no choice but to say these words.
Everything was due to the Holy Coffin. He absolutely hadnât expected that the Holy Coffin was related to the Holy War, the Holy War was related to the Holy Relic, and the Holy Relic was related to a Secondary Realm Anchor!
All of this was closely interlinked. Even if he spoke, he didnât think that Bloody Moon would let him go.
Bloody Moon didnât reply. He indifferently studied Xu Yangyi for three seconds and soon shook his head in regret. âOnly one kind of person can keep a secret, you know, Mr. X.â
Xu Yangyi didnât answer. Only his fists clenched a little tighter.
Yes, a dead person.
Could it be that he really wouldnât be able to break out of this situation?
But just as Xu Yangyi was on the edge of losing spirit, his pupils abruptly needled in the next second.
A streak of red light fired out of Bloody Moonâs long gown. Xu Yangyi couldnât clearly see it. It was only a blur in his eyes. His heart hitched up to the peak.
What was this? Where was it going to attack?
All his battle instincts were unleashed, and he speculated the red lightâs each movement trajectory. He seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.
A tenth of a second later, his sword swung out. Following a sharp sound, he fell back over a dozen meters with a crash. Two long gorges filled the ground, but he still couldnât see clearly.
He only sensed that heâd managed to resist. That strike just now was aimed at his qi sea. If it werenât for his state of imminent peril and Fishbowelâs obstruction, his stomach wouldâve already been pierced.
His hand was dreadfully numb.
However, he didnât have time to think about his hand⊠because in the air, a semicircular curve of red light was wandering like a snake, charging at him as if it wanted to devour everything!
Swish swish swish!
Wherever the red light passed, a half-meter deep trench was cut out from the ground, causing a strange hum. It was like a dancing red snake, exploding around Bloody Moon like lightning.
âIt call it the Waltz. What do you think? Isnât it beautiful?â
Xu Yangyi retreated at extreme speed. Like a star chasing after the moon, the curving red light rushed over. He gnashed his teeth. He still couldnât see what this was, and he couldnât make out the trajectory.
Bang!
Amidst his explosive retreat, he suddenly stopped. He reached out behind him and felt a wall of air.
âOh.â Bloody Moon snapped his fingers. He was like a cat chasing a cornered mouse, wearing a ridiculing smile on his face. âI forgot to tell you.â
âA boundary field has a limit. I believe that with your realm, Mr. X, you still wonât be able to break the boundary field I specifically created for you.â
Taking a deep breath, Xu Yangyi raised the Fishbowel Sword flatly in front of him. In an instant, ten purple lights loudly erupted.
âTen Cardinals Purgatory!â He finally made a move. He was facing a Throneless Grand Duke. The other only needed to see any of his moves once and he would have a defense. He didnât want to use them now, but the situation didnât allow him not to.
âROAR!!!â Purple fire-dragons screamed. However, the all-winning Ten Cardinals Purgatory didnât even manage a resistance. Bloody Moonâs several red spirit lights were even more berserk than the purple fire-dragons. As soon as they touched, and after the red light and purple fire frantically flashed, the purple fire entirely disappeared. The red lights werenât stopped by a hair!
âI canât see it⊠I still canât see it⊠If I couldâŠâ Xu Yangyi was a bundle of nerves. The Ten Cardinals Purgatory was actually ineffective. By now, his sword was dancing through the air to form a silver orb. Soon, a series of crisp echoes rang out. It was similar to the sound of small and large pearls falling on a jade platter. Outside the silver orb, the song continued without interruption.
Thump⊠Thump⊠ThumpâŠ
With each sound, the ground under Xu Yangyiâs feet cracked by a fraction. In less than ten seconds, an explosion boomed underneath him, and he was actually forced into the ground.
It wasnât that he wanted to take these kinds of actions, but each strike was like thousands of thousands of catties pressing him down!
âIâll ask you again.â At this moment, separated by the light screen weaved from red rope, Bloody Moon curbed his smile and said lowly, âMr. X, I sincerely invite you, for the last time, to join the House of Dracul.â
âTake out your spiritual sense and allow the Draculâs Grand Dukes to brand you. Agree to a lifelong soul contract.â
âBe at ease. As long as you do this, we will grant you the full treatment of a master spirit-technician, and bring you to Americaâs summit.â
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