Tuoba San had faced countless life-or-death crises along the way, and a clump of blood couldn't frighten him...
Therefore, faced with powerful blood, his answer remained forceful and domineering...
If blood had a heart, it would definitely be thinking, "Holy crap!"
"You're asking for it..."
The chilling voice of Blood rang out, and Tuoba San felt the temperature in the surrounding air drop. It was clear that Blood's power had reached the level of "words becoming law," and even his own emotions could affect the weather...
"Hmph... So what if you're courting death? Go ahead and kill me if you dare..."
As I listened to Tuoba San's words from behind, my lips twitched. I thought to myself, "Why is my grown-up son's tone starting to sound more and more like mine? I don't feel anything when I say it myself, but when someone else says it, it sounds so smug."
"Haha... Since you've seized the power of the Blood Slave, then you shall become my Blood Slave..."
The sound from within the blood grew increasingly cold and piercing. As the sound subsided, several tentacles, like those of an octopus, shot out from the twisted blood…
The tentacles, carrying the power to tear through space, rushed straight towards Tuoba San. From these tentacles, Tuoba San sensed the threat of death...
However, he showed no intention of backing down. Facing difficulties head-on and not being afraid of challenges was his style. If he retreated when faced with danger, his path of cultivation would be cut short...
Only by being fearless in the face of death can one have the chance to survive a desperate situation…
Tuoba San wielded a ninth-tier longsword, and at this moment he was able to fully unleash the power of this magical weapon. However, the enemy he faced had completely surpassed this level...
Bang…
The ninth-tier longsword in Tuoba San's hand was shattered, and his body flew backward...
Seeing this, I couldn't help but twitch my lips. This was too cruel. I wondered how many times my grown son could endure this...
Upon landing, Tuoba San quickly stood up and rushed towards the altar where the blood was. Tentacles began to attack Tuoba San frantically, and he narrowly dodged each attack...
I couldn't bear to watch any longer, because I could feel the power within my blood surging violently—it was about to deliver a brutal blow to my precious son…
Just as I expected, when Tuoba San was only two or three meters away from the altar, an unimaginable power erupted from the center of his blood…
The powerful impact slammed directly into Tuoba San's body, and even from a distance, I could hear the sound of his bones breaking...
This attack broke through Tuoba San's defenses, inflicting fatal damage on him...
Upon landing, Tuoba San could feel pain in every part of his body. This time, he was severely injured and had lost the ability to move...
He was unwilling to accept this. He hadn't avenged himself yet, and he had only just gotten a clue about his enemy, and now he was going to be killed here. He still had his father to protect...
A heart full of ambition ultimately turned into a roar of fury…
However, the power of bloodline gave Tuoba San an overwhelming advantage. No matter how unwilling he was, he had already lost the power to resist...
"Kid, die..."
A cold voice emanated from his blood, intending to erase Tuoba San's consciousness...
When the tentacles of blood sank into Tuoba San's forehead, I really tensed up. Even though I knew Tuoba San was the chosen one, this kind of battle with absolutely no chance of winning could really kill people...
Moreover, there isn't necessarily only one chosen one in this world. How could a strong person grow up without a certain amount of luck?
Perhaps the powerful being controlling the blood has a stronger destiny than Tuoba San. Under such circumstances, killing Tuoba San is not impossible...
Suddenly, a powerful force emerged from Tuoba San's mind, instantly repelling the blood tentacles...
"impossible…"
An incredulous voice echoed through his blood, but there was indeed an irresistible force at work in Tuoba San's mind...
Without any support, Tuoba San's body crashed heavily to the ground, and he had already fallen into a coma...
"Master, if you don't act now, the young master will die..."
Hearing Shi Miaomiao's words, I glared at her. How could she say something like that so casually? What if someone with ulterior motives overheard? Besides, I only improved my defense and soul power; I didn't have any offensive capabilities whatsoever…
Just as I hesitated whether to make a move, a roar came from my blood.
"So what if you can block my power to erase souls? Since you can't be used by me, then die..."
All the tentacles of blood began to move, like spears, stabbing straight at Tuoba San's body. If someone were to be stabbed, they would be riddled with holes...
My gaze turned icy. Only I can harm my son; I will never allow anyone else to kill him…
"Black Tortoise Shield..."
I roared, and then I saw a massive wall of spiritual energy blocking Tuoba San's path...
Bang bang bang…
A loud impact rang out instantly, and all the blood tentacles were blocked...
This is a one-time defense item I purchased for 100 billion spiritual energy points; it can defend against attacks from Martial Emperor level opponents…
But to my shock, despite the Xuanwu Shield's powerful defense, cracks began to appear under the relentless attacks of the blood tentacles…
What kind of monster came out of this altar? It's so powerful!
However, if a Xuanwu Shield at the Martial Emperor level can defend against attacks of blood, then perhaps an attack at the Martial Emperor level could repel this expert…
"Who the hell is that?!"
A deafening roar erupted from his bloodstream; he thought a powerful expert had appeared nearby…
"Behold my Tathagata Palm..."
Of course, the power of Buddhism is the best way to counter the power of Asura. The Tathagata Palm, like the Xuanwu Shield, is a powerful attack obtained by exchanging one hundred billion spiritual power points...
When the Buddha's Palm appeared above the altar, the blood, which was originally in a spherical shape, was instantly compressed into a flat disc by the immense force…
"Who? Who is it?"
"Since we're all going to die, it doesn't matter who it is..."
I slowly walked towards the altar and coldly retorted…
"No...it can't be you. You don't have any aura of cultivation on you. You're an ordinary person. But that's not right either. You have the aura of a Heavenly Soul. Why is that? Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"
The words flowing through my blood are somewhat jumbled; others might not understand them, but I do…
But do I need to explain to him?
"I'm his father..."
I pointed to Tuoba San on the ground and said…
"So what? You and your son can die together..."
The voice within the blood roared in fury…
But at that moment, the Buddha's Palm had already descended, and my blood began to decrease rapidly. Legend has it that the power of Asuras comes from their blood, and it seems that this is indeed true...
"Barking dogs are useless; killing isn't about who shouts the loudest..."
I retorted sarcastically…
"You're all dead. No one can offend my Heavenly Court..."
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