Somewhere in the Arboreal Universe.
Nameless and Mao Lin's battle continued. Both went all out, freely unleashing all kinds of abilities as they constantly attacked and countered each other's powers.
Suddenly, both of them frowned slightly, sensing danger at the same time.
At first, they thought the other was preparing some ultimate move, but a single glance told them it was not each other. They immediately sprang apart, opening a distance of dozens of light-years in the blink of an eye.
Auras blazed over both their bodies as they looked into the distance.
A drop of pitch-black blood flew toward them like a raindrop. Everything it passed rapidly turned into blood.
"That is..."
Nameless narrowed his eyes. The blood looked somewhat familiar, and he could sense an unknown power invading his soul through it.
On the other side, Mao Lin glared at the blood with rising anger. His duel with Nameless was not over yet. Anyone who interfered with his fight against Nameless was an enemy!
In an instant, Mao Lin lunged at the blood with his scarlet double-pointed spears in hand. But he was no fool. Since the danger came from the blood, he naturally would not get too close.
Once the blood entered his attack range, he threw both spears with all his strength. The two double-pointed spears shot toward the blood simultaneously.
But in the next second, the blood swallowed the spears. It then stopped and spun in the void as countless spikes protruded from its surface.
After a series of bulges and depressions, the blood instantly absorbed all the matter it had assimilated earlier, rapidly transforming into a muscular monster with a hunched back and bent legs.
When a Demon Wraith Slave discovered only a powerful, delicious individual rather than an entire world, it entered combat