"Roar!"
Feng Yanning, swollen to nearly twice his size, let out an inhuman roar. He swung both hands, sending dozens of massive Wind Blades howling forward.
In his frenzy, Feng Yanning's physical strength had multiplied several times over, and his Martial Arts prowess had soared.
Those Wind Blades were nearly as deadly as an attack from a Ninth Tier Star Beast.
Whoosh—
Su Ye darted from side to side. Only the nighttime boost from his Vampire physique and the warnings from his Eye of Destiny let him narrowly evade the dozens of Wind Blades.
"A young genius indeed. With an Eighth Heaven Cultivation Level, you can trade blows with Feng Yanning at Ninth Heaven Peak. I admire you even more now."
The black-clad man's gaze grew more fervent as he looked at Su Ye.
He murmured almost inaudibly.
"Perhaps you'd be a better choice for me."
As if I want your admiration.
Su Ye dodged the punch Feng Yanning threw right behind the Wind Blades.
He slashed hard with the Blood Shadow Battle Saber, leaving a deep, bloody gash across Feng Yanning's body.
At the same time, electricity flashed in his other hand, and a Thunder Long Whip bound Feng Yanning tight.
"Give up, kid."
The black-clad man's voice was hoarse.
"You're strong, but how can flesh and blood stand against a madman? A madman can't feel pain."
Su Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and popped an Essence Blood Pearl into it.
Come to think of it...
The frenzied Feng Yanning seemed strangely familiar.
Absorbing other people's flesh, meridians, and even bones to strengthen himself—wasn't that much like the Vampire Talent?
The Vampire Talent was clearly superior, though. It was more sustainable and had no side effects at all.
Unlike Feng Yanning... who had driven