"Ryan Ling's finally about to bite the dust. Who would've thought taking down this Chinese brat would cost us the whole Blood Clan? Unreal!" The Portuguese Grand Marshal couldn't help but sigh at the scene.
And it wasn't just him—every other European bigwig looked totally shell-shocked. They'd thought the Seven Blood Kings ganging up would squash Ryan for sure. Instead, not only did they lose all seven, but even the almighty Blood Empress had to put her life on the line.
"Whatever, at least we finally caught the little bastard! Sure, the price was steep, but wiping him out means crushing China's hope. One day, we'll pay them back for today's losses a hundredfold!" another national leader snarled.
While the crowd gnawed their teeth, hungry for Ryan's head—even the Blood Empress herself was sure she'd won. Right at the instant she was about to drain Ryan dry—
Suddenly, Ryan bit down and unleashed a towering Primeval Heavenwood from his palm. In a blink, the giant tree wrapped the Blood Empress up tight, its roots stabbing into every inch of her body.
"What the hell is this?!" The Blood Empress was totally gobsmacked. She didn't know what it was, but those roots were nightmare fuel—way scarier than she'd ever imagined. Whatever was hiding in there was pure horror loot.
Her first thought? Ryan could drain the Blood Clan because of this freaky tree. The Blood Empress tried to fight back, but nope—she was totally stuck.
"No way!" The European big shots nearby were floored. Even with nerves of steel, they were about to lose it.
"You think you can trap me like this? Dream on!" The Blood Empress snarled, then let out a beastly roar and literally ripped off half her own skin in a desperate power burst. Finally, she broke free.
But now, the Blood Empress was anything but beautiful—her whole body was a blood-soaked horror show, so gruesome nobody wanted a second look.
"You little punk, I'm gonna kill you! Die, die, die!" The Blood Empress sucked in a breath, going full demon mode. Blood Clan power exploded out, forming a monster blood-red spear. No hesitation—she rammed it straight into Ryan's gut. The tip stabbed deep; for a second, it looked like she'd landed the kill shot.
"Ryan, you okay?" Inside, Ghost Elder was sweating bullets. He could feel Ryan's blood starting to flow back into the Blood Empress.
Ghost Elder froze. Ryan's moves had even tricked him. By now, Ryan's body was so shriveled he was basically a skeleton, while the Blood Empress looked totally rebooted—her ugliness gone, replaced by knockout beauty and curves that had every dude drooling.
At that moment, the Blood Empress was the hottest she's ever been!
But right at the clutch moment, Ryan slammed his palms together and started chanting. A wild power spread out—not Nascent Soul power, but the core force of Primeval Heavenwood. And get this: the roots weren't in Ryan, but inside the Blood Empress!
Boom! A rainbow-colored giant tree sprouted right out of the Blood Empress. She was totally stunned, her whole body out of control, all her energy draining away. But this time, her blood wasn't flowing to Ryan—it was getting sucked straight into Primeval Heavenwood.
"What is this thing? What the hell is it?!" The Blood Empress's face turned plant-green, her whole body turning into fertilizer for the tree. She was totally powerless to fight back.
"It's your death sentence!" Ryan grinned. Watching the Blood Empress get her essence sucked away, he finally relaxed. That was some real do-or-die stuff—if he'd lost, it was game over. But winning? Jackpot!
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"Damn, she's strong!" Ryan couldn't help but admit it—this 'elephant' was no joke. Even with her biggest weakness in his hands, he still couldn't finish her off in one shot.
"You little punk, time for your one-way ticket to hell!" The Blood Empress twisted her hips with a flair—and went all-in for one last, berserk blood-suck. After this, Ryan would be nothing but a heap of bones.
And it wasn't just him—every other European bigwig looked totally shell-shocked. They'd thought the Seven Blood Kings ganging up would squash Ryan for sure. Instead, not only did they lose all seven, but even the almighty Blood Empress had to put her life on the line.
"Whatever, at least we finally caught the little bastard! Sure, the price was steep, but wiping him out means crushing China's hope. One day, we'll pay them back for today's losses a hundredfold!" another national leader snarled.
"Hahaha, such pure flesh—delicious! All of this is mine now. Your whole body belongs to me today..." The Blood Empress panted greedily. In a blink, her shredded skin started healing, while Ryan's ripped physique shrank down, looking like a strung-out addict.
"Blood Empress, finish him! Finish him!" Seeing her finally take the upper hand, the nervous Euro bigwigs lost their minds, screaming like it was the finals. Their fate was on the line—no way did they want the Blood Empress to lose. They all wanted Ryan stomped into the dirt.
Right now, the Blood Empress was going full octopus mode, clinging to Ryan and sucking him dry—again and again.
"Ryan, if this keeps up, you're toast!" Ghost Elder yelled, full panic mode. Ryan's vitals were tanking fast.
"No way, I can't lose! I'm the Blood Empress of millions, Europe's goddess—I won't fall, I won't—" The Blood Empress shrieked in full meltdown mode. She tried to go full power, but she'd already burned through most of it. Her body started rotting, all her blood pouring into Primeval Heavenwood.
Primeval Heavenwood burst into bloom—not just a few, but a whole half-canopy of flowers. Ryan was so gobsmacked he nearly glitched IRL.
Gorgeous!
"Ryan, this is nuts—totally nuts! Your skills and brains are next-level. Half the canopy just popped, and that's priceless. With this flower power, you could blast straight to Nascent Soul peak, maybe even perfection! And that's just phase one—if these flowers ever fruit, those fruits will be supreme immortal loot. Even a normie could ascend with one, and you? You might hit Heaven-Tribulation in a blink. Of course, flowering took a truckload of Blood Clan essence, so fruiting's gonna need even more. Take it slow. Honestly, I'm calling it now—you're gonna outclass your old man, Lord Yama. He'd be flexing with pride!" Ghost Elder raved, totally losing it over the spectacle.
Ryan just nodded. No need to overthink—this was a lucky loot drop. He was hyped, but he knew the grind ahead wouldn't be easy. Time to level up, step by step.
"Ryan, you can't kill me—let me go! The whole Blood Clan will bow down to you, Ryan..." The Blood Empress finally lost it, teetering on the edge of the Yellow Springs, even catching a whiff of death. The once-proud queen was now a total wreck...