The Ancient Battlefield Stage's effect confined the Destructive Power of divine powers and Spirit Treasures to a space of mere inches, instead increasing their might by quite a bit. The area enveloped by the battlefield stage was almost instantly replaced by the void.
It was like a missing chip in the surface of a mirror, then enveloped by a raging Wind Fire Tornado. Weeping Blood Demon Venerable gave a low shout, and a bell appeared above his head.
It Emanated clear light, protecting his True Self consciousness.
At the same time, his left hand underwent Blood Transformation, instantly expanding into a curtain of heaven that swallowed up all the flaming tornadoes whipped up by the slashes of the Wind Fury Flame Wings. From the void behind Wang Yu, countless Blood Spears suddenly emerged and shot toward him.
In this first probing exchange, Weeping Blood Demon Venerable revealed an extremely high level of combat ability, but Wang Yu had also held back. With a spread of his wings, endless torrents of flame instantly burst out behind him, evaporating every Blood Spear into nothing.
Wang Yu narrowed his eyes, realizing that Weeping Blood Demon Venerable was very likely a single-path cultivator of the Blood Dao Fruit, and that the strength of his Dao Fruit Power had at least six kinds.
It was on par with his own level in the Blood Dao, but the path they walked was different.
As the waves of blood rolled back, the two returned to their standoff.
Three breaths later.
Wang Yu activated the Spatial Void Aspect Dao Fruit and directly manifested thousands upon thousands of Space mirror Clones. These clones possessed strength equal to This Venerable, like another self within a mirror.
But their defenses were worrying. Combining the four Dao Fruit miraculous effects of the