As the old saying went, if you kept something in your heart, there would surely be an echo.
Perhaps Qin He had simply had to sample the local intimidation tactics upon arriving in the Western Regions. What he feared came for him; what he guarded against appeared.
He had not even fled a hundred li when a fierce killing intent suddenly locked onto him from behind.
It was not the Blood Raven Holy Son's—it was more than ten times stronger!
The hairs on Qin He's back stood on end. Looking back, he saw blood energy surging into the heavens at the horizon behind him, dyeing half the sky an enchanting crimson.
A heavy stench of blood and rot arose in the air for no reason at all.
One had to know that Qin He was currently using an escape divine ability. Everywhere ahead of him was against the wind; no matter how swiftly the wind carried a scent, it could not possibly reach Qin He's nose.
So it was not a real smell, but a bloody domain's suppression stirring the memories of flesh and soul.
The newcomer was extraordinarily powerful!
"Great-Grandfather!" The Blood Raven Holy Son turned around and cried out in delight.
It had wanted to battle Qin He, but catching up to him was exceedingly difficult. Moreover, the strength Qin He displayed far exceeded the limits that should have belonged to the Wheel Sea Realm, which made it deeply frustrated.
Now that its own ancestor had arrived, it was naturally overjoyed.
The secrets on Qin He's body made its heart burn, especially that escape technique. It was practically a legendary divine ability, long since lost.
If the Blood Wing Secret Technique had not enjoyed the advantage of flying through the air, it could never have caught up.
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