The flickering blood light resembled countless ferocious blood snakes twisting and swirling in the air, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at their target. Wherever they passed, the air was solidified by this aura of bloodthirst.
Blood Venerable, seeing the situation, was not to be outdone. He took a deep breath, his aura instantly surging like a volcanic eruption. He performed the 'Blood Shadow Divine Technique', transforming himself into a blood shadow, like a cannonball shot from the bore, rushing towards Xue Hong Mountain's tent with immense force.
Wherever he went, he left a trail of deep footprints on the ground, as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.
Xue Hong Mountain sensed the impending danger, his face instantly turning deathly pale, like frost and snow in the winter.
He knew well the might of Blood Venerable, not daring to relax in the slightest, and hastily mobilized the 'Shadow-Clapping Technique.'
