Bound tightly by hundreds of Blood Chains, Chen Hao watched the blood filling the sky surge madly toward the Blood Rune. Shock filled his face, along with revulsion at the Vampire Clan's inhuman cruelty.
As more and more blood gathered, the Blood Rune blazed brighter, as dazzling as a blood-red sun, bathing the entire night in crimson.
Seeing that enough blood power had gathered, Victor raised his right hand. "Die!"
With a gentle forward push, he sent the blood-red sun hurtling toward Chen Hao, its violent spiritual power sweeping forward with unstoppable force.
Wherever the blood-red sun passed, the earth cracked and plants withered instantly. Even the air dissolved into nothing before its overwhelming power.
Blood Sacrifice was the most powerful secret art wielded by Vampire Elders. Even they could not guarantee that they would emerge unscathed from such an attack.
Boom!
The next instant, the blood-red sun exploded against Chen Hao. The blast wave formed in that instant utterly destroyed everything within dozens of kilometers.
Trees were flattened, the Castle collapsed, and everything in sight crumbled beneath the devastating attack.
Countless blood-red fissures instantly spread across the ground, stretching for kilometers.
Even Elder Victor nearly lost his footing in the explosion.
Watching the crimson dust spread, Victor curled his lips into a cold sneer. "Letting you die like this was a little too easy on you, but dying to this move of mine was a blessing for you."
But just as Victor prepared to flap his leathery wings and fly away, a mocking voice suddenly rang out from the crimson dust, freezing his entire face. "That move of yours was pretty decent."
"What? That brat isn't dead?!" Victor's eyes nearly bulged out as he stared fixedly at the slowly settling crimson dust.
A figure wrapped in a faint golden