"Still not done?"
The Blood Ancestor was enraged and stopped hiding.
Ao Yuan's repeated blows made him realize that if he continued to dodge, Ao Yuan would seize the initiative.
Furthermore, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be hit by Ao Yuan while evading.
"Hmph!"
The Blood Ancestor roared, his body flickering.
He stomped heavily on the ground, the force of which sent a huge ripple through the blood water.
At the same time, his body shot towards Ao Yuan like a cannonball.
"Come!"
The Blood Ancestor's face contorted in a snarl, and he unleashed a killing move the moment he attacked.
As he closed in on Ao Yuan, he narrowed his eyes, staring at the golden light emanating from Ao Yuan's claws, and roared, "Ghost Claws!"
*Swish!*
Crimson light erupted from his claws, and his fingertips elongated at an astonishing rate, transforming into ten razor-sharp appendages, resembling those of a vengeful spirit.
These ten fingers, like ten sharp claws, lunged at Ao Yuan.
In response, Ao Yuan showed no intention of dodging. His heart sank, and he met the attack head-on.
*Bang!*
The two sets of claws collided, golden and crimson light erupting in a clash.
However, there was no earth-shattering sound as one might expect.
Instead, a faint sound, like a small pebble dropped into water, was heard.
They separated on contact.
Ao Yuan's expression remained unchanged as the golden light in his hands slowly receded.
*Crack.*
A sudden sound echoed in the previously silent room.
"How... impossible!"
The Blood Ancestor froze for a moment, then his face contorted in shock.
Following this,
*Thump, thump, thump.*
A series of sounds erupted.
The Blood Ancestor's ten fingernails had shattered and fallen into the water. His palms were now covered in bloody marks, with fine trickles of blood seeping out.
The person standing nearby, still frozen in place, widened his eyes.
His gaze was filled with disbelief.
One strike!
A single strike was enough to clearly demonstrate the difference in strength between Ao Yuan and the Blood Ancestor.
"Again!"
Ao Yuan's voice was calm as he waved his hand, summoning a surge of spiritual energy and attacking the Blood Ancestor once more.
"Ah!"
The Blood Ancestor's heart pounded. Anyone could see he was no match for Ao Yuan.
How could he not see it himself?
However, just as he attempted to escape, Ao Yuan's speed was incredible.
In the blink of an eye, he was upon him.
"Take this!"
At this critical juncture, the Blood Ancestor's eyes flared.
He abandoned the idea of escape and, with a tremor of his hand, unleashed a wave of red light from his walking cane.
"Roar!"
The blood-red dragon phantom let out a furious roar, then transformed into a streak of crimson light and merged with the cane.
Immediately, the crimson patterns on the cane began to swirl and intertwine, forming the image of a ferocious ghost.
*Bang!*
Ao Yuan lunged forward, his claw strike met by the walking cane. After a deafening roar, the two attacks canceled each other out.
"Hm?"
Ao Yuan seemed surprised as he glanced at the walking cane in the Blood Ancestor's hand.
This was beyond his expectations.
While this strike was not his full power, given his cultivation at the third stage of the Kai Shen realm, it was not something an ordinary person could easily withstand.
He hadn't expected the Blood Ancestor, who had previously been unable to block, to so easily deflect his attack with the cane.
However, this alone was far from enough to contend with him!
Ao Yuan looked at the Blood Ancestor, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Come!"
With a roar, the spear hovering in mid-air, as if possessing a mind of its own, returned to Ao Yuan's hand.
"Hmph!"
The Blood Ancestor's expression darkened. He didn't wait for Ao Yuan to attack.
His body stiffened, and he tapped the void with his cane.
*Swish, swish, swish—*
Crimson light surged, transforming into numerous sharp swords imbued with a bloody aura.
With a wave of the Blood Ancestor's hand, the countless swords danced and roared towards Ao Yuan.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*
This attack came with overwhelming force, enough to make anyone tremble, including Ao Yuan.
Ao Yuan's expression grew slightly solemn. "Not bad!"
He let out a hearty laugh, then wielded his spear, thrusting it forward into the air.
*Hwa!*
A golden light burst forth.
*Crack!*
The golden radiance expanded against the wind, instantly growing to several feet in size.
The spear's aura seemed to contain a giant dragon, and a faint dragon's roar could be heard in the ears.
*Clang!*
The next moment,
The spear's aura and the swords conjured by the walking cane collided, emitting a crisp sound of metal against metal.
Following this,
The sharp spear aura continued to blaze with golden light, forcefully cleaving through the incoming swords.
Finally,
It pierced through all the swords formed from blood-red light and then hurtled towards the Blood Ancestor once more.
"Hmph!"
The Blood Ancestor grunted, slamming his walking cane heavily onto the ground.
A blood-red claw imprint instantly emerged from the cane, forcefully intercepting the blow for the Blood Ancestor.
Seeing this,
The person who had been following Ao Yuan's every move stiffened.
From the Blood Ancestor's repeated attacks, it was clear that he was no match for Ao Yuan.
If this continued, the Blood Ancestor was doomed to lose.
He!
Absolutely had no chance of turning the tide!
However, before he could fully rejoice,
The Blood Ancestor's meticulously combed hair suddenly stood on end.
A surge of powerful spiritual energy began to ascend from within his body.
The blood water beneath his feet churned as if something strange was happening.
Simultaneously,
The Blood Ancestor's appearance underwent a drastic transformation.
With sharp teeth and pointed ears, he looked like a demon god emerged from hell.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*
In the next instant, his suit was torn apart with a deafening explosion.
And now, a pair of colossal, purplish-gold wings had appeared on his back!
"Hiss! Squeak squeak!"
"My own body feels the best!"
The Blood Ancestor roared towards the heavens, unable to refrain from a sigh of emotion.
Following this, his eyes fixed intently on Ao Yuan, a sharp glint flashing past.
The next moment,
"Die!"
With a furious roar, the Blood Ancestor transformed into a streak of crimson light, breaking the sound barrier and lunging at Ao Yuan with phantom-like speed.
Before Ao Yuan could react, he was already in front of him.
Seeing Ao Yuan at such close proximity, the blood-red light in his eyes flared, and a row of snow-white, yet utterly ferocious, fangs bared themselves as he lunged to bite Ao Yuan.
As if concerned this might not be enough,
His original walking cane, held horizontally, then transformed into a monstrous blood dragon that charged from another direction.
This blood dragon was entirely different from the one that had appeared before; its body was more solid and lifelike.
It was as if it were truly alive.
"Dragon God, quickly transform into a dragon!"
Seeing that Ao Yuan still showed no reaction, the Blood Ancestor remained unfazed, but the person following him grew anxious.
Ao Yuan!
He was everything to this follower; if Ao Yuan were defeated by the Blood Ancestor,
He knew he wouldn't survive the night.
He knew Ao Yuan was powerful, but now that the Blood Ancestor had revealed his true form,
And Ao Yuan was still facing him in human form, this person simply couldn't believe it.
Because.
Everyone knew that for any being that was not human, their greatest strength lay in utilizing their original form!
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