The flames did not dissipate, but instead spread outwards.
The raging inferno illuminated the surroundings with a fiery red glow.
It reflected a deep red on the faces of Ao Yuan and the shadowy figure beside him.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
A series of utterly heart-wrenching screams echoed.
Ao Yuan's expression remained calm, as if he hadn't heard a thing, and continued towards the end of the corridor.
Then, step by step, he ascended the stairs.
The shadowy figure beside Ao Yuan, seeing his serene demeanor, involuntarily trembled.
He then quickly followed, daring not to fall more than three steps behind Ao Yuan.
Even though he still feared Ao Yuan immensely.
He understood one thing: compared to relying on the Blood Ancestor, it would be better to stay by Ao Yuan's side. It was safer there.
Flames!
Raging intensely!
Burning with wild abandon.
Yet, the Blood Ancestor did not appear, allowing the fierce flames to burn.
At this moment.
Clack, clack, clack!
Ao Yuan climbed the stairs and soon reached the second level!
Whoosh—
As soon as he reached the second level.
A series of piercing shrieks erupted suddenly.
Immediately following.
Dark black bats with blood-red eyes were seen flapping their wings and surging forward.
"Dragon God, sir!"
The man's body trembled. As he cried out in alarm, he instinctively moved behind Ao Yuan.
Now.
He was truly terrified.
This was the residence of the Blood Ancestor himself.
Even though the Blood Ancestor had been defeated in ancient times.
The Blood Ancestor was still the Blood Ancestor!
How could he be underestimated?
Ao Yuan noticed the man's movement and shifted his gaze.
Then.
His eyes suddenly turned towards the swarming bats!
Puff, puff, puff!
Terrifying, unparalleled dragon might erupted instantly.
The bats, which had been soaring in the air, instantly dropped to the ground as if crushed by a mountain.
"Dragon God, sir, you are truly mighty!" The man, witnessing the scene, immediately emerged from Ao Yuan's side and flattered him.
His life was now inextricably linked to Ao Yuan, so how could he not curry favor?
Ao Yuan ignored him and continued forward.
Seeing this, the man quickly followed Ao Yuan's pace.
He occasionally glanced left and right, fearing a terrifying crisis.
At this time.
Ao Yuan and the man walked forward, the raging flames that had already consumed the first floor chasing closely behind them.
At first glance, they looked as if they had emerged from a sea of fire.
"Dragon... Dragon God, sir, look ahead!"
Suddenly, the man's footsteps halted again, and he pointed ahead with a look of terror.
They saw five figures appear before them as if from nowhere.
It was worth mentioning.
These figures had pale gold eyes, handsome faces, and wore suits.
Even standing still, they exuded an air of noble distinction.
As if.
They were born aristocrats.
The moment these figures looked up at Ao Yuan, a suffocating pressure washed over them.
Naturally, this had no effect on Ao Yuan.
But it was torture for the man beside Ao Yuan.
He trembled, his face pale, almost to the point of kneeling.
"Dragon... Dragon God, sir, they... they are the Blood Ancestor's six blood guards."
"They... their strength is infinitely close to the Open God Realm!"
"There are even rumors that if just three of them join forces, their strength can reach the Open God Realm!"
"And they can absolutely defeat ordinary Open God Realm powerhouses!"
"Oh."
A faint smile played on Ao Yuan's lips, and he retorted, "Do you think I am an ordinary Open God Realm powerhouse?"
"Ao Yuan?"
"You are the one who killed Brucher?"
Two of the five individuals spoke.
Their words were gentle, exuding aristocratic grace.
"So what if I am, and so what if I am not?" Ao Yuan chuckled contemptuously.
"If so!"
"You will surely die today!"
The third person spoke.
"Is that so?"
Ao Yuan's lips curled. "Then I eagerly await your performance."
As the words fell.
Ao Yuan's entire being erupted with an invincible aura.
Immediately following.
The billowing flames behind Ao Yuan ignited.
Like ancient beasts, they surged towards them.
"Hmph!"
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of all five.
Then, all five moved at once.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
With a piercing cry, red light flickered from each of them, condensing into an invincible force that surged back towards Ao Yuan.
"Is that all you have?"
Ao Yuan looked at their actions and shook his head slightly.
With a wave of his hand, an incredibly dense dragon might swept towards them.
Dragon might.
Sufficient to subdue all beasts, the greater the threat to those of lower cultivation than Ao Yuan.
Facing Ao Yuan's terrifying dragon might, the aura of these individuals suddenly condensed.
"Bad!"
Their previously calm expressions instantly turned to fear.
However.
Before they could even react.
The roaring flames behind Ao Yuan descended with ferocious speed.
The next moment!
Their five figures were mercilessly swallowed by the inferno.
"Ah..."
"Help!"
"This... How is this possible! How can mere aura render me unable to move!"
...
At this moment, screams of utmost horror rang out.
Their voices were filled with unwillingness and anger.
But it could not change any facts.
A few seconds later.
The screams abruptly ceased.
In just one exchange, Ao Yuan completely annihilated them.
This was, in a way, to be expected.
They simply did not understand the vast gulf between themselves and Ao Yuan.
It was far beyond what their combined strength, comparable to the Open God Realm, could contend with.
"Numbers have never been an advantage before me."
As the fierce flames gradually subsided and spread to the sides of the corridor.
Ao Yuan's expression was cold as he continued to stride forward.
During this process, Ao Yuan suddenly looked up and cast a brief glance towards the tall building.
"Let's go!"
Seeing the scene before him, the man's jaw seemed as if it would drop.
He looked at Ao Yuan's retreating figure, increasingly awestruck by its grandeur.
Five of the Blood Ancestor's blood guards!
Individuals who could rival ordinary Open God Realm powerhouses.
Yet Ao Yuan had dealt with them in a single exchange.
This process had not even taken a full minute.
Ao Yuan!
Just how powerful was he?
Initially, he had thought Ao Yuan had only a moderate chance of winning against the Blood Ancestor in a fierce battle.
Now, however, he was certain Ao Yuan would win!
Simultaneously.
On the upper floors of the building.
Where Ao Yuan had just glanced, a blood-red silhouette eerily materialized.
"He... he detected me."
The figure's voice was hoarse, and his face was filled with terror.
"If Ao Yuan comes looking for me, I will surely die!"
"And... I will die a very miserable death!"
The figure's voice trembled, and he quickly ran in a direction: "I must awaken the Blood Ancestor. Only the Blood Ancestor can deal with Ao Yuan!"
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