"So this is a Law-type power," Wang Ming mumbled as he willed a power far more potent and foreign than the usual ones he used. Even though he knew it was temporary, he could feel that it was far more powerful than even his top techniques—perhaps equal to mythical rank, though still less potent than a Celestial Rank technique.
"If this Blood Law is this powerful, I wonder what those Slaughter and Time-based Laws would be like," Wang Ming thought. He was sure there were other laws stronger than blood, and space and time were certainly among them.
Roar!
Wang Ming looked at the titan, which was on edge and not approaching him.
"Heh." Wang Ming smirked, then looked at the blood and spread his arms. Insane amounts of pure red blood gushed out from his palms.
