Source of Ancestral Blood? Blood Curse Eye!

The Ancestor Blood Wizard spoke through gritted teeth; clearly, the conversation just now had not been very harmonious.

Wang Ya glanced at the Esteemed Emperor Grand Wizard and saw the two fingers raised beneath his sleeve.

It was not an OK sign, but an oh yeah!

"Ancestor Blood Wizard, since you have invited me, Nightmare would not dare refuse." Wang Ya coughed, clasped his hands together, and performed a wizard's etiquette.

The Ancestor Blood Wizard's eyelids twitched wildly. His hands, hidden beneath his hanging sleeves, clenched and unclenched repeatedly before he managed to suppress the urge to hit someone.

Just as he had bluntly admitted, he truly could not defeat the Esteemed Emperor Grand Wizard. Even with the empowerment of the Pillar of Ancestor Blood, he still could not win. Even among wizards of the same level, the difference could be as vast as heaven and earth.

The Esteemed Emperor Grand Wizard had lived far too long. As the years flowed by, who knew how much foundation and how many trump cards he had accumulated?

That vast, ancient Venerable Emperor Particle Energy alone was enough to overwhelm most Bright Moon Grand Wizards.

At the foot of the Pillar of Ancestor Blood lay a layer of orange-yellow rippling mist. It was exceptionally viscous, as though reaching out to touch it would leave one's hand drenched.

Within a special ascending and descending passage like a sightseeing elevator, the four stood upon a rapidly descending Stone Platform. They could see the lifeforms within the orange-yellow mist with perfect clarity.

It was Wang Ya's first time here, and he was somewhat curious.

The tight-lipped Earth Wizard finally spoke. "Don't touch it. The Stone Platform is safe, but the orange-yellow mist corrodes the body and flesh. Even Particle Energy will be eroded. You may also