"Piercing Blood!"
Faced with Kenjaku's twisted curiosity, Choso could no longer suppress his killing intent. He pressed his palms together and activated Blood Manipulation.
As one of the Death Painting Wombs, Choso possessed a special ability to convert cursed energy into blood.
This made his Blood Manipulation more powerful and terrifying than that of the orthodox Kamo Clan.
The Kamo Clan's members were only ordinary humans, incapable of regenerating blood.
When faced with a difficult enemy, once they exhausted their blood bags, they had no choice but to draw forcibly on the blood within their bodies.
And losing too much blood could easily cause problems.
A mass of bright red blood appeared between Choso's palms, violently compressing and layering over itself, building up tremendous kinetic energy.
Pfft!
Like a bullet leaving a gun, a sharp blood arrow tore through the air with a shrill whistle, reaching Kenjaku's forehead in an instant.
It was aimed to pierce straight through and avenge his family.
Yet Kenjaku, a Special Grade Sorcerer, handled it with ease.
He leaned back to dodge, simultaneously summoning an ugly, ordinary cursed spirit to attack Choso.
Just as the cursed spirit was about to pounce on him, Choso swung his clasped hands sharply. His attack had another trick to it.
Crack!
The high-pressure blood arrow, over ten meters long, slashed down like a blade.
Its unmatched force easily tore through the cursed spirit's body, then bore down on Kenjaku as he tried to dodge behind it.
The hard concrete to Kenjaku's right burst apart, scattering countless stone fragments, unable to withstand the blood arrow's powerful slash.
"You underestimated me!"
Just as Choso thought he was about to succeed, what happened next sent a jolt through his heart.
"Oh? Did I?"
Several new cursed spirits appeared, their bodies coated in