For now, there was still no clear winner.
The Demon Emperor frowned, finding the situation increasingly troublesome. Things were indeed gradually slipping beyond his original plans and expectations.
And...
"We merely tested each other for now, but it seems your ability to withstand Emperor Flame's demonic blood is not inexhaustible, is it?"
"And is your flame inexhaustible, then?"
The Demon Emperor sneered, and the demonic sword in his hand instantly contracted into a blood sphere the size of a fist.
Xiao Yan's expression did not change as he slashed down with a wave of his hand. The temperature capable of burning all things suddenly erupted. This demonic blood seemed to be a unique power of the Blood Spirit Clan, as well as an offensive method. It did not appear to be a mere weapon; it was probably truly derived from something like the wielder's own blood.
If that was the case, then conversely, if he destroyed all of it, it should affect the condition of its owner as well, shouldn't it?
As this thought arose in his heart, Xiao Yan naturally did not hesitate any longer. The flames in his palm erupted, transforming into an enraged dragon that swept up waves of fire.
"Not a bad decision. You are making me wonder—are you really facing my Blood Spirit Clan for the first time?"
The Nether Blood Demon Emperor murmured, "Then after I return, I shall have to investigate carefully which piece of trash in my clan let a troublesome tiger like you return to the mountains."
Surrounded by a sea of flames, living up to his title of Flame Emperor, Xiao Yan merely shook his head. "It seems my judgment was not wrong. However, I had no prior entanglements with your Blood Spirit Clan. I only had a few disputes