Dark-red oil lamps had appeared in the hands of Li Yuanshan and Li Qingbai, one lamp being larger than the other. They were engraved with crimson runes, their light flickering.4

Li Yuanshan was holding the larger lamp, while Li Qingbai held onto the smaller one.1

As soon as the lamps appeared, Li Qingbai took two steps back. He then bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. The droplets of blood landed on the oil lamp.0

All of a sudden, his face turned a lot paler.1

At the same time, the lamp's wick was ignited by the blood.1

Lines of blood wriggled like worms and extended out from the flame of the lamp, directly tunneling into Li Qingbai's hand.0

It seemed like the lines of blood were extracting even more blood from Li Qingbai. The flame on the oil lamp began to burn with renewed intensity.0

At the same time, the oil lamp in Li Yuanshan's hands lit up without any fuel. Lines of blood also extended from it and pierced into his palm.0

However, Li Yuanshan appeared...1