"Ahhh! Nalan Ye, I'll kill you!"
A searing pain tore through his chest. His black cloak had been destroyed, his skin charred black by the Thunder Dragon's lightning. All of this drove Hun Ya nearly insane. He was one of the Soul Clan's greatest geniuses; otherwise, he would never have been qualified to lead a team to the Ancient Clan. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Hun Ya's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot as he glared at me. First, he used a secret burst technique, then bit his finger and slowly drew a strange rune on his forehead. It glowed with a bloody light and looked exceptionally eerie.
His aura then abruptly soared from Seven Star Dou Zong to Eight Star Dou Zong!
I frowned slightly and formed hand seals, using the Wind and Lightning Pavilion's high-level secret technique, Thunder God Descent. Although the name was a little cringeworthy, its effects were quite good. My aura rapidly surged to the peak of Seven Star Dou Zong.
"This is bad. Nalan Ye doesn't have Fighting God Bloodline—he's at a disadvantage here!"
On the Green Rock High Platform, Huo Zhi's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Her lips moved beneath her thin veil as she let out a startled cry.
Fighting God Bloodline was the Ancient Eight Clans' greatest reliance. Not only did it make their path of cultivation smoother than that of ordinary people, it could also grant them a second boost in battle!
Ordinary Dou Zhe could only burst forth once. For example, after I used Thunder God Descent, using another lightning-attribute burst secret technique would be useless; my cultivation would not rise any further.
That was because such secret techniques achieved a temporary rise in cultivation by squeezing out a Dou Zhe's potential. Yet those of the Ancient Eight Clans possessed