As one of the Ten Great Saints of the True Ghost Realm, Blood Charm Saint Ancestor had been imprisoned by He Yang Palace for over a million years. Even so, his past experiences were beyond what any ordinary existence could compare with.
Although he had never encountered an Ink Flame Thunder Frog, he had seen quite a few powerful spirit beasts and Spirit Birds that were even mightier than one.
From this moment onward, although he was not in peak condition, Blood Charm Saint Ancestor had stimulated his latent potential. His own strength was still enough to unleash more than half of his full power for a short time.
With Blood Charm Saint Ancestor's current ability, he naturally could not contend with Ju Yang, who had no worries about exhausting his magic power. Thus, when he saw the Giant Thunder Frog unleash its most powerful offensive divine ability under Ju Yang's control, a vicious look surged into Blood Charm Saint Ancestor's eyes. Two crimson beams of light flashed out, and the terrifying baleful aura outside his body surged violently.
A highly strange sound of howling wind suddenly began to ring out slowly from Blood Charm Holy Lord's body.
It was as if there were a bottomless pit within his body, with a hurricane sweeping through it.
In an instant, a mass of Crimson Mist suddenly gushed forth. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the hundred-zhang area around Blood Charm Saint Ancestor.
The red mist was strange and terrifying, as if thick blood had congealed together.
"Hmph. The Thunder Frog's poisonous juice and demonic flames are powerful, but don't forget that this Saint Ancestor is called Blood Charm. Naturally, there is a reason for that name. Since cultivating the Blood Charm Technique, this Saint Ancestor has never displayed it