The Liu warrior's face darkened—his qi-blood blade had been forcibly blocked by Hei Kui's blood-colored longsword.
The two forces held fast at the point of collision for two breaths before exploding at the same time. This was far too different from the "crushing dead wood and rotten branches" he had envisioned.
Yet they had now withdrawn in a draw, leaving him deeply displeased and, in his shame, even more enraged.
The Liu warrior shouted furiously, "Good! Take another slash from me!"
As his words fell, the qi and blood around his body suddenly surged.
An arm-thick crimson pillar of qi shot into the sky from above his head, gathering in the night sky without dispersing. Warriors across more than half the battlefield looked up at the sight.
The Qi-Blood Beacon Smoke split apart, and four blood-flame longswords abruptly condensed in the night sky. The fluctuations of qi-blood power reverberated through the battlefield, their aura sending chills down people's spines.
Elder Lu looked up at the scene, a trace of yearning in his gaze. Yet his hands did not stop moving. With a backhanded palm strike, he sent an Ironclaw Wolf that had pounced at him flying.
"How enviable. Not only can one release qi and blood beyond the body, but one can also extend one's lifespan."
"Unfortunately, this old man is frail with age. I no longer have any chance of breaking through into the Qi-Blood Realm."
Elder Lu sighed softly, his eyes filled with loneliness.
Liu Wangzhou spoke to comfort him:
"That may not be so. If you can obtain a precious medicine that strengthens qi and blood, reviving the vitality of the qi and blood within your body, you may still have a chance to break through into the Qi-Blood Realm."
"How precious would such a great qi-blood