Opportunity

Spiritual power surged across the battlefield as figures crisscrossed in a blur. The fighting had reached a fever pitch, with cultivators from both races unleashing one secret technique after another in an endless exchange.

Blood Fiend, who had been hovering in midair and observing the battle, finally lost some of his composure. The Blood Race's most prized mystic arts had failed to achieve their intended effect, making him realize that the Dragon Ascent World was not such an easy bone to gnaw through.

"Truly... stubborn beyond redemption!"

As his words fell, his entire body transformed into a streak of Blood Light and shot toward a corner of the battlefield.

That was where the great monks of Vajra Temple had gathered. With wrathful Vajra glares, they fought bravely while resounding Chanting Sounds continuously rang from their mouths, dispelling the effects of the Blood Race Mystic Arts on the minds of Longteng cultivators.

How could Blood Fiend fail to see that, among all the enemy techniques, it was the arts of these bald heads that restrained the Blood Race's secret techniques most severely? Thus, when he made his move, Vajra Temple became his first target.

The Blood Light swept in and crashed into Vajra Temple's ranks, instantly bringing boundless slaughter.

Although the great monks of Vajra Temple all possessed astonishingly strong physiques, before Blood Fiend they were like figures made of paper. Wherever he passed, he smashed through them like withered weeds and rotten wood; no one could withstand a single strike.

Suppressed by the Dragon Ascent World, Blood Fiend could now wield only the power of the Cloud River Realm's peak. Yet he himself was a great cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm.

He was also the only Divine Sea Realm cultivator among the Blood Race forces invading the Dragon Ascent