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A blood-red streak of light swept in from Longteng's southeast, plunging into the Blood Sea without the slightest pause or delay, carving a vacuum straight through it.

A scream rang out. The vast Blood Sea suddenly contracted, revealing the elderly Blood Race member's figure. This old Blood Race member, who had been passing judgment on Blood Fiend with an arrogant, superior air when he first arrived, now looked as though he had suffered a grievous blow. Flesh curled back from a wound at his waist and abdomen, blood streaming freely. His face was pale, and his eyes trembled.

"What is that?"

The elderly Blood Race member's face was full of disbelief.

Like Blood Fiend, he was a great cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm. Though descending into this world meant being restricted by the World Will and only able to wield power at the peak of the Cloud River Realm, the foundation of a Divine Sea Realm cultivator remained. He had believed that in a realm like Longteng, there could not possibly be anything capable of harming him.

That was why he had been confident enough to intercept that blood-red light.

Yet he had never expected to be severely wounded the moment he appeared. Had he not reacted quickly just now, he would likely have already been cut down.

How could a realm like this possess such a Fierce Beast?

He raised his eyes and finally saw the true form of that blood-red light.

A saber!

A long saber, seemingly cast entirely from blood, some sixteen feet in length. Its blade was not smooth; at every foot or so stood a slightly raised joint. Blood-red radiance flowed across the blade. The saber seemed to possess a life of its own, drawing breath with the flow of its blood light.

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