This was the Blood Moon Sect's great guardian formation. It required three Void Realm experts to deploy together, and its power was enough to trap and kill a mid-stage Void Realm expert.
Yet Jiang Fan stood at the center of the sea of blood with a calm expression.
"Seal!"
As his voice fell, the sea of blood within a hundred zhang of him abruptly froze.
The churning, roaring Blood-Fiend Aura seemed to be caught in the iron grip of an invisible hand, instantly coming to a standstill.
The countless blood phantoms formed within the sea of blood also froze in midair.
"What?"
The three Old Ancestors cried out in horror together.
The three of them had killed countless peerless experts with this formation.
Yet the young man before them had frozen a hundred zhang of the sea of blood with a single word of power.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Jiang Fan did not answer. He did not even spare the frozen sea of blood another glance.
He took a step forward, appearing before Blood Wither Ancestor like a phantom.
Blood Wither Ancestor was gravely wounded and near death, blood still gushing from the hole in his chest.
Terror flashed in his eyes when Jiang Fan suddenly appeared before him.
He tried to struggle backward, only to discover that an invisible force had immobilized him.
"You... what are you going to do?"
Blood Wither Ancestor's voice was hoarse.
Jiang Fan did not answer. He merely raised his right hand and gently pressed his palm against Blood Wither Ancestor's forehead.
"Aaargh!"
An agonized scream echoed through the Burial Blood Abyss.
Blood immediately streamed from Blood Wither Ancestor's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth as his entire body convulsed violently.
His Sea of Consciousness was brutally torn open by what felt like