On the Suspended Altar, Chu Xisheng looked at the Blood-Yazi Saber Lord before him, his expression grave.
-Things really were troublesome, troublesome enough to make his head hurt.
This should have been a "temporal mirror image" conjured by the master of the secret realm through Imitative Transformation.
But why did it have to be the Blood-Yazi Saber Lord?
If his opponent were Qin Muge instead-forget it! Qin Muge would be an even bigger headache.
Rather, any of the Formless Divine Sect's past sect masters, past Transcendent Heavenly Pillars, or past Saint Inheritors would have been better than Blood-Yazi-
Even as Chu Xisheng inwardly nursed his headache, he switched the power of the Blood-Yazi Illusion Ring with extraordinary speed, changing back to the Yazi Bloodline.
Without having to simulate a bloodline, the Blood-Yazi Illusion Ring could raise his Yazi Bloodline by two ranks, bringing it to the eleventh rank.
Chu Xisheng had once experienced the Blood-Yazi Saber Lord's upper sixth grade Character Card and knew how formidable this man was.
Fortunately, during his four months on the secret realm's second layer, he had improved his martial arts and martial intent and advanced several bloodlines, making a tremendous leap in strength. Otherwise, he truly would have been no match for this man.
At that moment, a white candle appeared between them, burning slowly.
A deep, cold voice also sounded in Chu Xisheng's mind.
"You may strike once Candle Extinction comes!"
The voice had appeared suddenly in his mind.
Like the information the system had previously fed into Chu Xisheng's mind, it was utterly miraculous and came without warning.
The Blood-Yazi Saber Lord held his saber's hilt and glanced around with an air of ease.
Finally, his eyes, shaped like Wild Goose Feather Sabers, settled on Chu Xisheng. "What era are you from?