Before his words had faded, the red-robed young man suddenly raised a hand, and a blood-colored rune flew from his palm straight toward the crimson orb of light.
The rune rapidly expanded in midair, transforming into a great blood-colored net that tightly enveloped the crimson orb.
"Bloodfiend Soul-Sealing Art!"
The red-robed young man gave a low shout, and the blood-colored net abruptly contracted. The crimson orb was immediately suppressed, its light dimming.
The voice within the crimson orb flew into a rage. "Good, good, good! Fang has roamed the Human Realm for thousands of years, yet no one has ever dared treat me like this. Just don't let this old man find you!"
The voice came to an abrupt halt.
Bloodfiend Forefather had instantly increased the art's power. The blood-colored net fiercely contracted, annihilating the crimson orb along with everything inside it.
"Too noisy," Bloodfiend Forefather said flatly, as though he had crushed nothing more than a bug.
At the same time,
within a hidden cave abode of the Luo Yang Immortal Sect, hundreds of millions of li away from here, a middle-aged man wearing a crimson flame robe suddenly opened his eyes.
His face was filled with Baleful Intent, and the pressure emanating from him seemed to send ripples through space itself.
"Bold indeed! You dared destroy my divine sense and ruin my disciple's Nascent Soul!" The middle-aged man's voice was icy, murderous intent surging in his eyes like towering waves. He was none other than Fang Jiuzun, the God Transformation Celestial Lord of the Luo Yang Immortal Sect.
Ever since Violet Jade Celestial Lord of the Thundercloud Sect had fallen, he had never suffered such humiliation!
Fang Jiuzun slowly rose to his feet, crimson flames coiling around him as though he were a god stepping out of a