Duke's Malice (Part 2)

"So you're kidnapping me to threaten my mother?" Yin Xuege sneered at the three old men. "You're Thousand-Year Dukes! Don't you find that shameful? You actually ganged up to bully a mere Young Disciple like me!"

The eyes of the three old men suddenly turned deep crimson. They simultaneously shouted sternly, "Who said you're a Young Disciple? You cunning fellow, do you think we're that easily fooled? Your strength is close to that of a Count! And you're a Sunwalker!"

"Who sold me out!" Yin Xuege suddenly changed the subject, shouting fiercely, "Was it Yin Jiwu?"

No one answered. The three old men looked at Yin Xuege with flickering eyes. They didn't answer his question, but from their silence and their shifting gazes, Yin Xuege had already gotten the answer he wanted! He shook his head slightly, then sighed in confusion, "How did they evade their blood oath? Are they still alive?"

"We've wasted too much time, we need to take you away!" The old man who had grabbed Yin Xuege's throat sighed. "You damned little bastard, I think we shouldn't be talking to you! Now, come with us obediently, or we don't mind making you suffer a bit more before you see your mother."

Another old man laughed grimly. "Believe us, when it comes to inflicting the most terrifying pain on a young Blood Demon, we are experts! A long, long time ago, in the Brianburg Family, the three of us were in charge of the family's punishments!"

With a slight sway of their massive bat wings, the three old men leaped into the air simultaneously, dragging Yin Xuege as they prepared to leave.

At that very instant, eight Marquises of the Yin Clan unfurled their innate bat wings. They let out sharp screeches, and seven of the Marquises' Blood Demon powers surged out like a torrent of blood waves, all injected into the body of the last Marquis.

A low roar emanated from within the Marquis's body. His bat wings, originally spanning nearly ten meters, suddenly expanded, inflating to about fifteen meters in the blink of an eye! At this moment, with the combined strength of the other seven Marquises, he forcibly elevated his power to the level of a Duke.

"Face the wrath of my Yin Clan! With my blood, I sow chaos upon heaven and earth, boundless heaven and earth, Blood Sea Universe, Crimson Firmament Pure Blood Thunder!" This Yin Clan Marquis shrieked fiercely. He bit his tongue, spitting out a stream of blood. Then, with a flurry of movements, he drew a blood-colored talisman with faintly visible lightning in the air using his own essence blood!

The Yin Clan hailed from the Eastern Cultivation World. Although they had transformed into the Blood Demon Physique, they had not abandoned the ancient immortal cultivation secret arts of the Yin Clan! Furthermore, over the long years, they had integrated various powerful incantations from immortal cultivation secret arts with Blood Demon secret techniques, creating a Blood Law System unique to the Yin Clan!

Heavenly lightning possessed immense destructive power against all Blood Demons. The Blood Demon race had never produced a freak capable of controlling lightning. However, the members of the Yin Clan, through peculiar incantations and talismans, could summon their unique blood lightning to attack enemies!

As the Marquis chanted, a low rumble of thunder echoed from the sky above.

A blood-red vortex with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared out of thin air. Before the three Thousand-Year Dukes of the Brianburg Family could dodge, three consecutive blood-red lightning bolts, as thick as arms, descended from the sky, striking the bodies of the three Thousand-Year Dukes.

Moreover, the lightning seemed alive, concentrating all its power on the three Dukes without a single ripple affecting Yin Xuege. Amidst the violent crackling of thunder, the three Brianburg Dukes roared in agony, falling from the sky, scorched and disheveled.

A bloody sword light shot up, a three-meter-long streak of blood viciously slashing across the body of one Duke.

In that split second, Yin Xuege casually drew the Blood Spirit Sword and unleashed a full-power strike across the chest of the Thousand-Year Duke who was holding him. The Blood Spirit Sword, a malevolent divine weapon nurtured by Yin Tianjue for hundreds of years, let out a sharp cry, cleaving open the old Duke's chest.

A piercing scream erupted from the old Duke's mouth as the Blood Spirit Sword, precisely at his heart, sliced him into two halves.

The two halves of the old Duke's body simultaneously spewed vast amounts of viscous blood. This blood, like countless tentacles intertwined, attempted to reassemble his severed body into one. Given the Thousand-Year Duke's monstrous vitality and powerful demonic energy, this injury was not enough to kill him. As long as his body parts were brought together, he could recover within a few breaths!

But Yin Xuege gave him no such chance. Bloody sword light flashed again. Yin Xuege viciously severed the old Duke's arms and legs, cutting off any possibility of counterattack. Simultaneously, his innate bat wings unfurled, the 'Sharp Character' Demonic Script flashing, making his wings several times sharper than ordinary blades. Yin Xuege spun around, his bat wings viciously slicing through the old Duke's throat, forcefully stifling his unfinished incantation.

Opening his mouth, Yin Xuege's two canine teeth extended by over an inch. He lunged at the severely wounded old Duke, his teeth sinking deep into his chest. At the same time, the Blood Spirit Sword furiously pierced the old Duke's body, blood splashing everywhere. The old Duke let out a piteous wail as the sword's edge plunged into his heart, madly devouring his innate essence blood!

Yin Xuege's innate bat wings behind him suddenly opened straight, their span rapidly increasing. Simultaneously, the light red, semi-transparent color of his bat wings deepened, as if countless blood plasma were filling them, making his wings appear increasingly dense and majestic.

Vast amounts of Duke-level essence blood were continuously devoured by Yin Xuege. The quality of this essence blood was inferior to the twenty drops of essence blood from Farnburg, but it made up for it in quantity. This essence blood was rapidly digested by Yin Xuege!

The span of his innate bat wings grew larger and larger, and soon, strong winds and blood flames began to swirl furiously around Yin Xuege's body. The aura emanating from Yin Xuege grew increasingly powerful, and the light in his eyes gradually turned dark silver, with a faint trace of crimson within.

Beneath his fair skin, solid muscle began to grow and writhe. Yin Xuege successfully broke through and became a powerful Blood Demon Count, his bones and muscles emitting low hums, and his height increasing by about an inch.

Although Yin Xuege was still only eleven years old, he now looked no different from a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth.

The eight Marquises of the Yin Clan watched in stunned silence – Yin Xuege had actually heavily wounded a Thousand-Year Duke? He was actually devouring a Thousand-Year Duke's essence blood? Good heavens, that was the essence blood of a Thousand-Year Duke! If this brat could completely devour all of his essence blood, he would at least be promoted to Marquis!

An eleven-year-old Marquis? This world was truly insane!

A sharp screech echoed. The two Dukes, scorched and disheveled by the lightning, erupted and furiously lunged at Yin Xuege! (To be continued)