"Who are you?!" The Blood Raven Holy Son locked onto Qin He, its killing intent growing fiercer as blood aura coiled around its body, making it seem like a Demon God.
"Take a guess. If you guess right, I'll tell you." Qin He leisurely finished gnawing on the ginseng, then casually tossed the last bit of stem toward the Blood Raven Holy Son. Turning around, he became a blur and shot toward the horizon.
Though he had tossed the stem casually, its terrifying speed still made the air shriek as it smashed toward the Blood Raven Holy Son's face with a whoosh.
The Blood Raven Holy Son did not dodge. Instead, it flashed forward, and the ginseng stem turned directly into a cloud of white mist the instant it touched its protective true essence.
The Blood Raven Holy Son passed straight through it. With one flap of its wings, it nearly teleported to the distant horizon, its speed reaching the utmost limit. It shouted, "Chase him! Don't let him get away!"
At the command, the Blood Armor Generals hurriedly gave chase.
Yet they were destined to be unable to pursue for long, because the two ahead were simply too fast.
The young human flashed repeatedly, leaving behind a string of afterimages. It was clearly some sort of escape technique.
The Holy Son was no less impressive. It possessed the Blood Wing Secret Technique and had cultivated it to six wings, making it far faster than even Black Feather.
The reason the Blood Raven Clan could awe the Western Regions lay in two arts passed down through its lineage. One was the Blood Wheel Method, and the other was this Blood Wing Secret Technique.
The Blood Wheel Method used blood as its medium. It was endlessly strange, capable in both attack