His body silently transformed into a crimson phantom. The Blood Shadow Realm was poised to strike; with a single thought, he could turn into an invisible mist of blood and flee into the heavens and earth.
"Blood Holy Son, why rush to leave? Since you're here, stay."
Qin Yan's voice rang out unhurriedly. Then he called softly, "Little Black, make your move."
Make whose move? There wasn't anyone else around. Blood Wuya was utterly baffled.
But he soon found out the answer.
On the body of "Su Zhao" that Qin Yan held in his hand, the Light Power that had been so faint it was nearly imperceptible slowly dissipated, replaced by waves of Darkness Force so dense they were suffocating.
Like an ancient Fierce Beast awakened from slumber, the Darkness Force surged madly from "Su Zhao's" body, dyeing the surrounding air pitch-black.
Blood Wuya sensed a deadly threat within that Darkness Force. The pressure nearly left him unable to breathe.
His expression changed drastically. He did not dare hesitate for even a moment, immediately driving the Blood Shadow Realm at full force, preparing to turn into blood mist and escape.
However, before he could flee very far, streams of Darkness Force abruptly emerged throughout the space around him.
They were followed by jet-black vines.
The vines appeared at incredible speed, as though they had been lurking within the cracks of space all along, waiting for this moment to cast their net.
The vines crisscrossed like a heavenly net that had long been laid out, sealing off the entire area in an instant.
Dark patterns flowed across every vine, emanating an indestructible, weighty aura.
"I was so careful, yet I still fell into the trap."
Blood Wuya's expression was so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.
Controlling the Blood