Zhang Chen met the Blood Ancestor in the form of a Prison Envoy, with the Sub-soul Stone in his right chest as the core and his body maintaining powerful blood energy.
In his Unsealing state, he had merged with the ghostly creature within him. His form and appearance had changed, and no abundant blood energy escaped from his body. Overall, he felt like an ordinary ghostly creature from the human world.
If judged solely by his Ghostly Creature Aura, he was even inferior to an ordinary high-level ghostly creature.
This was also why Yu Ming had not believed it was Unsealing when he first saw Zhang Chen's transformation. First, Zhang Chen had not connected to the Soul Stone, and second, the aura emanating from his body had seemed extremely weak.
The sudden appearance of the white-haired young man prevented the Blood Ancestor, who had only met Zhang Chen once, from recognizing his true identity. There was no record in the Blood Ancestor's mind of any expert capable of blocking a divine weapon's blade with one arm. He could not reach an answer even after a brief period of thought.
"Jingle, jingle, jingle!" The earring hanging from the white-haired young man's left ear, shaped like a closed mouth, gave off a crisp ringing sound.
Though the sound appeared ordinary, it shattered the flesh-and-blood space formed by the Blood Ancestor's linked crystal beads. In the instant the Blood Ancestor paused, the white-haired young man reached back and seized Gu Chen's remaining core of flesh.
Just as the Blood Ancestor was about to intervene, the black-and-white longsword held by the young man in the sky slashed straight down.
An incomparably unstable black spatial passage formed. The white-haired young man absorbed Gu Chen's flesh into his own body, turned, and fled into the pitch-black