A blood-colored saber shadow slashed from the hands of the Blood Child, a domineering red light slicing towards Chu Ming. The surrounding air exploded and massive gusts swept in all directions.
Chu Ming thrust his sword forward, a seemingly casual stroke, but precisely at the center of the domineering red light.
With a crisp sound, the red light was shattered by Chu Ming’s single strike, dispersing like a gust of wind.
The Blue Red Sword hummed twice, slightly trembling. Suddenly, a sword light jolted forward from its tip, striking fiercely at the Blood Child’s face, incredibly swift.
At the critical moment, the Blood Child stepped back, stunned by the incoming sword light. His red robe inflated slightly, and his left hand clenched into a fist, launching a powerful punch with red light like a dragon.
The sword light shattered, scattering in all directions. Just then, the Blood Child’s eyes narrowed as another sword light shot towards his chest, sharp and ghostly.
In the Blood Demon Sect, only the top ten Inner Sect Disciples could be called Blood Children, which showcased the Blood Child’s formidable strength. Battling Chu Ming, he showed no signs of weakness.
"Blood Demon Frenzy Slash!"
The Blood Child evaded Chu Ming’s attack, stepping forward with bloodthirsty sword intent streaming over him. His body shot into the air, slashing several times at the ground, each strike stronger than the last.
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
The hard ground seemed like tofu under his blade light, the dense blade light instantly enveloping Chu Ming, obscuring his figure.
The Blood Child stared at the area of his blade attack, his eyes full of uncertainty.
"Reveal your trump card, or you will be defeated quickly!"
A clear voice rang from the shattered ground. The dust settled, revealing Chu Ming standing there unscathed, his clothes untouched.
The Blood Child’s pupils shrank. Without hesitation, he slashed again, sending a roaring red blade-light towards Chu Ming.
Chu Ming’s white robe rustled, cold determination flashing in his eyes as he thrust the Blue Red Sword forward, compressing his spiritual power within him until it erupted in his strike.
Like a spark of starlight in the sky, it appeared and vanished in an instant.
The blood-colored blade light shattered instantly, shocking the Blood Child who swiftly retreated, anger flashing in his eyes.
The sound of tearing clothes rang out. The Blood Child narrowly avoided the shimmering sword light which only pierced his garment, leaving a thumb-sized hole.
"Blood Demon Transformation!"
With a roar, green life flickered within the Blood Child’s body, rapidly draining away. Simultaneously, his body became gaunt as if aged decades in an instant, but the blood color in his eyes intensified.
His hands swelled, sprouting sharp spikes. He discarded his blood saber, which anchored itself in the ground, buzzing.
A howling wind erupted as the Blood Child transformed into a monster, his palms like fans, crushing towards Chu Ming, leaving imprints on the ground.
"Blood Sea Burial Flower!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Chu Ming’s toes tapped the ground, his body multiplying into eight figures wrapping the Blood Child tightly. Eight dazzling red flowers detached from his hands, enveloping the Blood Child in layers.
The petals of the blood-colored flowers, like sharp daggers, contracted towards the Blood Child’s center, piercing the air.
The Blood Child seemed unfazed, his right hand clenched into a fist, muscles bulging as he punched towards the innermost petals, like a swimming dragon.
Chu Ming’s gaze sharpened, clearly seeing a tiny crack form on the petal where the Blood Child punched, indicating his monstrous transformation had greatly enhanced his strength.
Three tangled figures, Blood Ghost Lin Xiu clawing fiercely, blood shadows flashing, forcing Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai to retreat. Suddenly, he lowered his head, his gaze fixed on Chu Ming, eyes filled with cold malice.
"Did you kill my disciple?"
A sharp voice echoed, making everyone halt and look at Blood Ghost Lin Xiu, whose face was ferocious, eyes full of hatred.
"Blood Ghost, what do you mean?"
Zhu Qianqiu flicked his sleeve, steadily blocking before Chu Ming, shielding him from Blood Ghost Lin Xiu’s aura, Xu Yibai close behind.
"What do I mean? This brat killed my disciple, and you ask me what I mean?"
Blood Ghost Lin Xiu laughed angrily, a grim smile curling on his lips.
Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai were stunned, simultaneously looking at Chu Ming with questioning eyes. Thoughts raced through Chu Ming’s mind, glancing at the struggling Blood Child amidst the blood-colored flowers, forming a hypothesis.
With a slight intake of breath, Chu Ming spoke indifferently.
"If your disciple is named Xue Wuhai, then I did kill him!"
Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai’s expressions remained unchanged, for they were enemies. Kill or not, the feud was irreconcilable; it meant nothing now.
"Well brat, I’ll make sure you suffer a hundredfold agony!"
Blood Ghost Lin Xiu sneered darkly, then coldly glaring at Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai.
"I’ll let you leave if you hand him over!"
"Blood Ghost, who doesn’t know that you Demon Sect folks talk crap? Besides, if we want to leave, we don’t need your permission!"
Zhu Qianqiu feared Xu Yibai would agree, quickly speaking to Lin Xiu and indirectly to Xu Yibai.
Xu Yibai hesitated, realizing Zhu Qianqiu was right. If they handed Chu Ming over, they’d be seen as weaklings in the martial world, marked with shame.
Besides, together, they rivaled Blood Ghost!
"Fine, looks like the fight has boosted your confidence!"
Blood Ghost Lin Xiu’s tone was dark, unmistakably furious.
He attacked again, bone spikes sprouting from his palm, transforming into blood shadows, striking at Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai, the clouds above dispersing.
"Deep Water Thousand Autumn Seal!"
Zhu Qianqiu cast the Thousand Autumn Seal into the sky, enlarging instantly, waves of Water Pattern Power radiating, making the space around Lin Xiu thick like water, immobilizing him.
A massive black vortex rapidly formed above Lin Xiu’s head, like a black sun.