"So you're going to kidnap me and use me to threaten my mother?" Yin Xuege looked mockingly at the three old men. "You're Thousand-Year Dukes! Don't you feel ashamed? The three of you actually joined forces to bully an ordinary Juvenile like me!"
The three old men's eyes suddenly turned deep crimson. They shouted in unison, "Who said you're a Juvenile? You crafty little bastard—did you really think we'd be so easily fooled? Your strength is already close to the Earl level! And you're a Sunwalker!"
"Who betrayed me?" Yin Xuege abruptly changed the subject and shouted sharply, "Yin Jiwu?"
No one answered. The three old men gazed at Yin Xuege, their eyes flickering. They did not answer the question, but from their silence and those shifting gazes, Yin Xuege had already obtained the answer he wanted. He gently shook his head, then sighed in confusion. "How did they evade their blood oaths? Are they still alive?"
"We've wasted too much time. We're taking you away!" The old man gripping Yin Xuege's throat sighed. "You damned little bastard. I think we shouldn't have spoken to you at all! Now, come with us obediently. Otherwise, before you see your mother, we won't mind making you suffer a little more."
Another old man gave a hideous grin. "Believe us. When it comes to making a little Blood Demon experience the most terrifying pain, we're experts! Long, long ago, in the Brianburg Family, the three of us were in charge of the family's punishments!"
Their enormous bat wings gave a gentle flap, and the three old men leaped into the air together, carrying Yin Xuege away.
At that very moment, the eight Yin Clan Marquises unfurled their Natal Bat Wings at the same time. They let out shrill cries, and the Blood Demon power of seven of the Marquises transformed into surging waves of blood that roared forth, all pouring into the body of the final Marquis.
A deep howl came from within that Marquis's body. His bat wings, which had originally spanned nearly ten meters, suddenly swelled, expanding to roughly fifteen meters in the blink of an eye! In that instant, relying on the combined strength of the other seven Marquises, he forcibly raised his own power to the level of a Duke.
"Face the wrath of my Yin Clan! By my blood, throw Heaven and Earth into chaos—Heaven and Earth Limitless, Blood Sea Universe, Crimson Firmament Pure Blood Thunder!" The Yin Clan Marquis shrieked sharply. He bit through the tip of his tongue and spat out an arrow of blood, then waved both hands wildly, drawing a blood-colored sigil, faint lightning flickering within it, in the air with the essence blood he had sprayed out!
The Yin Clan came from the Eastern Cultivation World. Although they had transformed themselves into Blood Demon Physiques, they had not abandoned the Yin Clan's former cultivation techniques! Not only that, throughout the long years, they had fused all kinds of powerful spells from those cultivation techniques with Blood Demon secret arts, creating the Blood Law System unique to the Yin Clan!
The thunder of Heaven and Earth possessed tremendous lethality against all Blood Demons. The Blood Demon Clan had never produced a freak capable of controlling lightning. Yet, with the aid of strange incantations and sigils, the Yin Clan could summon their unique blood lightning to attack their enemies!
As the Marquis chanted his spell, deep rumbling thunder came from the high sky.
A blood-colored vortex of clouds, a hundred meters in diameter, appeared out of thin air. Before the three Thousand-Year Dukes of the Brianburg Family could dodge, three blood-colored bolts of lightning as thick as arms roared down from the sky in succession, striking the bodies of the three Thousand-Year Dukes head-on.
Moreover, the lightning seemed almost alive. All its power was concentrated on the three Dukes, without a trace of its aftershock harming Yin Xuege. Amid the explosive roar of violent thunder, the three Dukes of the Brianburg Family howled hoarsely and fell from the sky, scorched and battered.
A blood-drenched sword light roared upward. The three-meter-long streak of blood swept viciously across a Duke's body.
In that lightning-fast instant, Yin Xuege smoothly drew the Blood Spirit Sword. He poured all his strength into a slash across the chest of the Thousand-Year Duke who had been holding him. The Blood Spirit Sword, a fierce divine weapon nurtured by Yin Tianjue for several centuries, let out a shrill cry and cleaved open the old Duke's chest.
A shrill howl of agony came from the old Duke's mouth. The Blood Spirit Sword cut straight through his heart, slicing his body into two.
The two halves of the old Duke's body simultaneously sprayed out vast amounts of viscous blood plasma. The plasma twisted together like countless tentacles, trying to pull the two halves of his body back into one. Given a Thousand-Year Duke's monstrous vitality and powerful demonic force, such an injury was nowhere near enough to take his life. As long as his body was pieced together, he could recover in the span of a few breaths!
But Yin Xuege gave him no chance. The blood-drenched sword light rose again, and Yin Xuege ruthlessly severed the old Duke's two arms and legs, cutting off every possibility of a counterattack. At the same time, his Natal Bat Wings unfurled, the demonic character "Sharp" flickering across them. His wings became several times sharper than ordinary blades. Yin Xuege spun in a great arc, and his bat wings viciously sliced open the old Duke's throat, forcing back the unfinished spell in his throat.
Yin Xuege opened his mouth, and his two fangs sprang out more than an inch. He seized the gravely wounded old Duke, his teeth sinking deeply into the man's heart. At the same time, the Blood Spirit Sword stabbed wildly into the old Duke's body. Blood splashed in all directions as the old Duke let out a shrill wail of agony. The sword point pierced his heart and began madly devouring his Natal Essence Blood!
The Natal Bat Wings behind Yin Xuege suddenly spread straight out, their wingspan expanding rapidly. At the same time, the pale-red, translucent wings grew deeper and deeper in color, as though countless streams of blood plasma were filling them, making them appear increasingly heavy and majestic.
Vast amounts of Duke's Essence Blood continued to be devoured by Yin Xuege. The quality of this Duke's Essence Blood was far inferior to Farnburg's twenty drops, but it made up for that in sheer quantity. The essence blood was rapidly digested by Yin Xuege!
The wingspan of his Natal Bat Wings grew larger and larger. Gradually, fierce winds and Blood Flame began to whirl madly around Yin Xuege's body. The aura radiating from him grew increasingly powerful, and the light seeping from his eyes gradually turned dark silver, with a faint trace of scarlet glimmering within.
Beneath his fair skin, muscles took shape and began to grow and writhe. Yin Xuege successfully broke through to become a powerful Blood Demon Earl. The muscles and bones throughout his body gave off deep rumbling sounds, and his height increased by roughly an inch.
At this point, Yin Xuege was still only eleven years old, but he already looked no different from a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy.
The eight Yin Clan Marquises stared in stupefaction. Yin Xuege had actually gravely wounded a Thousand-Year Duke? He was actually devouring a Thousand-Year Duke's Essence Blood? Heavens, that was a Thousand-Year Duke's Essence Blood! If this boy could devour all of it, he could at least advance to the rank of Marquis!
An eleven-year-old Marquis? This world was insane!
A sharp whistle rang out. The two Dukes who had been scorched and battered by the thunder erupted into action, hurling themselves madly at Yin Xuege! (To be continued)
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