Within the heavens, that scarlet blood curse tore through the air, carrying a dense stench and resentment as it shot straight toward Zhen Hua on the Ascension Platform.
It pierced through the defensive barrier.
Wherever the curse passed, it left a visible bloody trail in the air, warping even the light around it.
Yin Hongye vanished from where he stood and appeared before the curse in the next instant.
He raised a hand, spreading his five fingers as a dense burst of bloodlight erupted from his palm and collided head-on with the curse.
The two streams of blood-colored soul power exploded in midair.
The curse shattered into countless tiny red motes and completely dissipated before Yin Hongye. Not even a trace of residue fell onto the Ascension Platform's protective barrier.
Yin Hongye flicked his wrist and looked ahead.
A figure slowly emerged from the blood mist. His face was old, and his complexion deathly pale.
Dark Blood Demon. One of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings, an Ultimate Douluo and the evil soul master most skilled in blood curse techniques.
He looked at Yin Hongye and revealed a sinister smile. "Red Lotus Douluo, long time no see."
The afternoon sunlight was perfect, golden rays spilling across Mingdu's streets, yet they could not penetrate the sudden chill spreading through the surroundings.
Behind Dark Blood Demon, shadowy figures emerged from the blood mist one after another, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.
A massive bone dragon descended from the sky. Its ghastly white bones gleamed with a cold phosphorescence beneath the sun, while ghostly green flames flickered in its hollow eye sockets.
Its fleshless wings forcefully tore through the air. Every flap stirred up a foul wind thick with the stench of decay.
An evil soul master stood atop the