One vampire sneered, slashed his hand, and a streak of red light shot out, blasting through the air. It collided with the Misty Rain Sword before him, knocking the sword aside.
The Three Maiden Spirits moved in sync, revealing their forms and launching fierce attacks.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of thunderous explosions rang out.
A golden-grade Blood Clan member was locked in a dead-even battle with a first-grade Pointing-to-Mystery Maiden Spirit!
"What level is your strength, really?"
Evan Lin was genuinely curious.
Under the Blood Moon's radiance, any Blood Clan whose skin was split open by the Maiden Spirits or the Fourfold Sword Circle healed up instantly, their wounds knitting together in a flash.
"Stupid, lowly Easterners! Our ancestors were true gods! Divine blood flows in our veins!"
The lead Blood Clan male sneered and reached out his hand.
One of the vampires let out a cold sneer, casually slashed through the air, and a streak of crimson light shot out, colliding with the Misty Rain Sword before him—knocking the sword aside with a bang.
The Three Maiden Spirits seized the moment, their forms flickering as they let out sharp shrieks and launched a fierce assault.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A barrage of thunderous explosions shook the air.
That golden-grade Blood Clan member was actually locked in a dead-even fight with a first-grade Pointing-to-Mystery Maiden Spirit!
"So, what level is your strength, really?"
Evan Lin was honestly curious.
Bathed in the Blood Moon's radiance, any Blood Clan whose skin was split by the Maiden Spirits or the Fourfold Sword Circle healed up instantly—their wounds knitting together almost as soon as they appeared.
"Stupid, lowly Easterners! Our ancestors were true gods—divine blood flows in our veins!"
The lead Blood Clan male sneered, stretching out his palm with a flourish.