Added to the suppression from their bloodlines, the merging of their Blood Rivers was only a matter of time. All Mo Hai Sacred Venerate could do was delay the process as much as possible.
At the very least, he still held some advantage of terrain. But once Lu Ye's Blood River merged into his, that advantage would vanish into thin air.
Yet some things could not be stopped simply because one wished to stop them. Amid the clash of Blood Arts, the merging of the Blood Rivers continued steadily and resolutely.
Until, at a certain moment, the fusion was complete.
In the eyes of the many Blood Race watching from afar, the Blood River stretching across the sky had clearly expanded considerably. The current Blood River was the fusion of three Blood Rivers. As it spread out, it resembled a sea of blood, its might vast and awe-inspiring.
The terrifying Sacred Nature surging from the Blood Sea made every Blood Race member afraid to approach rashly.
Within the Blood River, Mo Hai Sacred Venerate gnashed his teeth, his face filled with fury as he drove his many Blood Arts with even greater ferocity.
Lu Ye, however, no longer met his Blood Arts with Blood Arts. He was at a disadvantage in that regard; relying on Blood Arts to kill Mo Hai Sacred Venerate was unrealistic.
Now that their Blood Rivers had merged, on a battlefield like this, neither he, Mo Hai Sacred Venerate, nor Lan Qiyue could easily escape.
The battlefield's disadvantage had been evened out. What remained was to see who had the real skill beneath their hands!
His figure flashed as he charged toward Mo Hai Sacred Venerate's position at top speed. The Crag Mountain Saber danced, blocking one Blood Art attack after another, while his own momentum