With this thought, the Blood Ancestor no longer hesitated, circulating his immense spiritual power to suppress the raging flames.
When the flames were suppressed, and Ao Yuan attempted to counterattack again.
The Blood Ancestor appeared.
He intercepted Ao Yuan directly, "Stop looking, I am here!"
Ao Yuan's eyes narrowed as he looked at the person before him.
The newcomer was a withered old man with a sculpted face, wearing a monocle and a black suit. His hair was meticulously combed, and he held a jet-black cane with blood-red patterns.
Unlike ordinary people, his eyes were a peculiar yet strangely beautiful violet-gold.
In essence, although he looked somewhat eccentric, he exuded an air of nobility.
In the outside world, he would undoubtedly be an old man capable of captivating thousands of young girls.
"Blood Ancestor?" Ao Yuan whispered.
"Ao Yuan? Dragon race?"
The Blood Ancestor smiled faintly, exuding a cultured grace, "In the time since my awakening, you are the name I have heard most frequently."
"I always wondered how a planet like Blue Star, in an era of declining magic, could harbor such a powerful being."
"Looking at you now… you live up to your reputation."
"Blue Star in the age of declining magic has truly produced a genius!"
The Blood Ancestor spoke with great tranquility, as if conversing with an old friend not seen for decades.
As he spoke, the Blood Ancestor's expression suddenly changed, losing its cultured demeanor and replaced by a ferocious grimace.
Simultaneously, he lightly tapped the ground with his cane.
Thump, thump, thump!
Blood began to seep from beneath his feet.
The crimson liquid flowed out like a surging river, spreading in all directions.
At this moment.
The Blood Castle seemed to transform into a sea of blood.
"Hmph!"
Ao Yuan let out a cold chuckle in response to this scene.
Small patches of water appeared beneath his feet, just enough to keep the dense sea of blood at bay, precisely three meters away.
"Oh?"
A flicker of surprise crossed the Blood Ancestor's eyes. "I didn't expect you could contend with my sea of blood."
"But… can you truly manage?"
As he uttered the question.
Gurgle, gurgle!
Bubbles began to surface one after another in the sea of blood.
"This is like Bru's," Ao Yuan murmured, glancing downwards. "No, Bru's must have been fake; this is the real thing."
The thought had barely settled in his mind.
Splash!
Suddenly, Ao Yuan felt a chill. Upon closer inspection,
He found a skeletal hand gripping his foot, attempting to drag him into the sea of blood.
However, with Ao Yuan's power, no matter how the skeletal hand clawed, his body remained unmoved.
This skeletal hand had emerged from the sea of blood, and it was still coated with viscous blood.
"You'd best hope you can maintain this state, otherwise, you too will turn into withered bones!"
The Blood Ancestor smiled indifferently.
"Ah… Dragon… Dragon God, quickly, save me!"
At the same moment, the person beside Ao Yuan's face contorted in terror, urgently pleading with Ao Yuan.
Turning his head, he saw that he too was ensnared by a skeletal hand.
Unlike Ao Yuan, he was sinking visibly, being dragged down at an alarming rate.
Within moments, he had sunk to his knees.
"Dragon… Dragon God!" As he was dragged deeper, his face turned pale, and he began to struggle desperately.
Splash!
At this very instant.
Several more skeletal hands emerged from the sea of blood, all grasping at Ao Yuan, pulling him down little by little.
Attempting to drag him under.
"Hmph!"
Ao Yuan lightly stamped his foot, and the skeletal hands entangled around him instantly shattered into dust.
The withered bones beneath the person beside him were also broken.
"You do have some strength!"
The Blood Ancestor showed no surprise, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Then, he let out a stern command, "Again!"
As his voice fell, the surrounding blood seemed to be guided, flowing rapidly from all directions.
It converged into a mass, the water level rising steadily, clearly intending to drown Ao Yuan.
Ao Yuan made no move as the blood surged towards him, instead wearing a disdainful smile.
The Blood Ancestor's rage flared, feeling that Ao Yuan was being excessively arrogant.
But before he could act.
The next second.
He saw countless streams of blood cover Ao Yuan, yet they did not wash him away.
Instead, Ao Yuan stood firm as the blood level rose.
The azure water glow beneath his feet repelled the blood; the glow could not penetrate the blood, and the blood could not cling to it.
Boom!
Following this, a flame erupted from beneath Ao Yuan's feet. The blood acted as if encountering a natural predator, continuously receding.
Conversely, Ao Yuan.
Remained rooted in place, the surging flames and water glow completely isolating him from the blood.
Concurrently.
The blood-red dragon shadow fighting in mid-air and the spear Ao Yuan had thrown stabilized their duel.
The spear pulsed with brilliant light.
The blood-red dragon shadow was constantly suppressed. If this continued,
It was likely that the blood-red dragon shadow would be scattered by the spear before long.
"How can he be this strong?"
Witnessing this, the Blood Ancestor's violet-gold eyes contracted.
Others might not know the true power of the blood-red dragon shadow, but the Blood Ancestor himself was acutely aware of it.
He had believed he was placing Ao Yuan in a very high regard.
Yet, he had never imagined that Ao Yuan would exceed his estimations.
While he was in disbelief, Ao Yuan gave him no chance to react.
He raised his hands, golden light erupting as his palms transformed into claws, swiftly reaching for the Blood Ancestor.
"Dragon God Claw."
Sensing danger, the Blood Ancestor snapped back to attention, his heart tightening as he saw Ao Yuan's movement.
The Dragon God Claw was Ao Yuan's signature technique.
It was impossible for him not to know of it.
He knew of many powerful individuals who had fallen victim to Ao Yuan's Dragon God Claw.
"Dodge first!"
The Blood Ancestor quickly made his decision. As the Dragon God Claw neared him,
He twisted his body, leaping away and narrowly evading the Dragon God Claw.
Bang!
The Dragon God Claw struck the Blood Ancestor's previous position, causing the Blood Castle to tremble violently, sending debris flying.
Upon landing, the Blood Ancestor glanced at his former location before looking back at Ao Yuan, his expression exceedingly grave.
From this single strike, he understood the formidable nature of Ao Yuan's abilities.
An attack that could shake the Blood Castle, how could such power be simple?
Swish—
Just then.
Ao Yuan's figure vanished from his original spot.
"Again!"
A deep voice sounded from behind him.
The Blood Ancestor spun around sharply, only to find Ao Yuan already behind him.
The next moment.
Blinding golden light erupted before his eyes.
Ao Yuan!
He was using the Dragon God Claw again!
Simultaneously, though his eyes were closed, danger surged within his heart.
His intuition told him that if he took this hit, he would be dead or severely injured.
"Damn it! Get away!"
Ao Yuan's expression hardened, red light surging.
He narrowly dodged this attack once more.
However, before he could rest, Ao Yuan's offensive followed relentlessly!
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