The vampire gazed at Ao Yuan with crimson eyes, an aura of malevolence radiating from him.
"Since that's the case, I'll show you my true power!" the vampire rasped, his voice deep and hoarse.
His eyes then sharpened.
With a rustle, his form dissolved, transforming into trillions upon trillions of blood-red bats.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
A bizarre sonic wave, like a tempest, assaulted Ao Yuan.
The bats' strange cries echoed incessantly, dry, shrill, and terrifying.
It was beyond words to describe.
Initially, Ao Yuan felt nothing, but after listening for a while.
He found his blood accelerating, as if about to burst from his body.
"Interesting,"
Ao Yuan murmured, a look of amusement flickering across his face.
However, this alone was far from enough to harm him.
"Weak Water Guard!"
Ao Yuan uttered a soft cry, and a layer of pale blue mist enveloped his body.
Instantly, the bizarre sonic wave vanished without a trace.
Ao Yuan's body returned to stillness.
"I thought he was stronger."
This vampire had completely lost Ao Yuan's interest.
He had expected more, but the reality was that the vampire was no match for the hellhound he had encountered before.
Ao Yuan shook his head lightly and strolled leisurely towards the coffin.
To him, whatever lay within the coffin was far more captivating than this vampire.
Tap tap tap!
Ao Yuan floated slowly. The vampire's expression shifted, desperately wanting to impede him.
However, his efforts were utterly futile against Ao Yuan, who was shrouded in the Weak Water Guard!
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stop Ao Yuan's advance.
Soon!
Ao Yuan reached the coffin.
The coffin was immensely heavy, its entire surface flowing with a blood-red hue, eerie and full of malevolence.
As he neared, a palpable ancient aura washed over him.
Clearly, this coffin had been crafted an immeasurable time ago.
"Oh? Coffin nails too!"
Ao Yuan noticed something and expressed his surprise.
At the four corners of the blood-red coffin were four blood-red coffin nails.
If one didn't look closely, it would be hard to distinguish them from the coffin itself.
It was worth noting that Ao Yuan also observed that the coffin nails were not originally blood-red, but had become so through the constant erosion of viscous blood over ages.
Based on Ao Yuan's estimation, when these four coffin nails were fully eroded to a blood-red hue, it would signify the time for them to detach.
"Was this coffin sealed here?"
Ao Yuan mused, lost in thought.
In his past life, he had heard many stories about vampires.
He knew that vampires typically possessed a coffin to serve as their abode.
However, he had never heard of coffin nails being used to restrict a coffin.
This sparked a bold idea in Ao Yuan's mind.
Perhaps these coffin nails were meant to restrain the creature within the coffin, preventing its escape!
Contemplating this, Ao Yuan hesitated, unsure whether to open it or leave it be.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
Suddenly, a most terrifying sound echoed from behind him.
"Stop, this coffin is not something you can touch!"
As Ao Yuan turned, he saw the vampire had transformed back into his human form, radiating immense power as he lunged at Ao Yuan.
"Roar!"
Ao Yuan let out a thunderous roar, his draconic might erupting forth.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
This time, however, the vampire forced himself forward, charging towards Ao Yuan.
He appeared determined to fight to the death, unwilling to cease until Ao Yuan was annihilated.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Ao Yuan became incensed.
He had spared the vampire multiple times, yet it still harbored the desire to kill him.
Did it truly believe he had no temper?
An elephant would not bother with an ant, but if an ant repeatedly provoked it, the elephant would simply crush it with a single stomp!
This was Ao Yuan's current mindset.
"Since that's the case, then perish!"
Ao Yuan roared, and a ball of dense, scorching fire erupted from his mouth.
Boom!
The flames swirled, instantly striking the vampire's body.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
A piercing shriek of agony resounded.
Following that.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Wisps of white smoke began to rise above the flames.
A roasted scent permeated the air.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
A moment later, the flames subsided.
The vampire reappeared.
However, he was no longer recognizable, lying motionlessly on the ground.
His body was scorched black from the flames.
Even now, embers of unextinguished fire still flickered on him.
"If you wish for death, I shall grant it!"
Ao Yuan muttered, then turned his gaze back to the blood-red coffin before him.
He frowned in thought for a long while, then, as if struck by an idea, he murmured, "Descent of the Gods!"
"A legendary vampire? I want to see what is truly sealed within this coffin!"
As he spoke, his hesitant expression hardened. He no longer wavered and directly pulled out the four coffin nails.
Snap snap snap snap!
The moment the four coffin nails were removed, Ao Yuan immediately sensed something was amiss.
An invisible, peculiar aura surged from within the coffin.
From this aura, Ao Yuan deduced that the creature within the coffin was powerful!
Following closely.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The silent coffin suddenly emitted a series of explosive sounds, as if something was about to break free.
Not long after.
With a loud 'bang',
The heavy coffin lid was flung open.
At this moment, Ao Yuan clearly saw the scene inside.
A pale-faced young man lay within.
He was dressed in a suit, and though his eyes were closed, he exuded an air of refined gentlemanliness.
It was as if... he was born with aristocratic bearing.
"Is this a vampire?"
Ao Yuan murmured, somewhat surprised.
The vampire he had just encountered was clearly identifiable to anyone.
But this vampire, even walking on the street, would never be recognized as one.
Instead, his appearance and demeanor would easily win him countless admirers.
Whoosh!
However.
At this very moment.
This vampire moved slightly.
Immediately, his eyes snapped open.
Unlike the previous vampire, his eyes were not blood-red.
Instead, they were pale gold, adding to his aristocratic charm.
Seeing this, Ao Yuan tensed up.
From the vampire novels he had read in his past life, he knew that a vampire's strength could be roughly gauged by their pupils.
A vampire with pale gold irises was considered a high-level vampire, and his strength was undoubtedly formidable!
By no means comparable to the vampire he had dealt with earlier!
In fact, everything here might have originated from him!