"Crack, crack!"
The blood-colored energy around his body actually shattered inch by inch.
Shock and fury finally appeared on Xue Dezu's face. He had never expected Ye Xiwen to force him to this point.
"Blood God Domain!" In an instant, a blood-colored domain appeared around him, centered on his body. Standing in the middle of the battlefield, he looked like a blood-colored deity. Around him stood his puppets, endless in number—martial artists whose essences he had drained dry in the past. There were humans among them, as well as members of the various Devil Race clans, now arranged like an army.
Countless blood-clan puppets lunged at Ye Xiwen. Their eyes were bloodshot, their faces twisted savagely, their fangs razor-sharp, as though they wanted to bite Ye Xiwen alive.
Ye Xiwen felt himself completely trapped in a tide of blood-colored energy. His speed could no longer soar as it had before.
So strong. A Celestial Realm Second Stage expert was already this formidable. That Vice Captain from before was nothing compared to him! Ye Xiwen was secretly alarmed. At this point, even the flaming saber in his hand could no longer cut through. The blood-colored energy around Xue Dezu's body seemed to have been tremendously strengthened the moment he unleashed the Blood God Domain.
With nothing more than a cold snort, Xue Dezu blasted Ye Xiwen away.
"I'd like to see what other tricks you have!" Xue Dezu sneered. There was a faint greed in his gaze as he looked at Ye Xiwen. He wanted to turn him into a puppet. Ye Xiwen was already quite powerful; if he could capture and transform him into a puppet, his Blood God Domain would become even stronger.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The Flame Blade in Ye Xiwen's hand swung continuously, exploding the mummified corpse