The Throne of Blood slowly stood up straight and turned around to face Qianye.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and cried out, “I’ll fight it out with you!” He shot up like a leaping fish and pounced at Qianye.

Halfway through his charge, the Throne of Blood felt his blood core freeze and his entire body came to a sudden stop. His limbs felt terribly weak, and the weight on his body seemed to have increased tenfold, causing him to fall to the ground.

“You! Impossible…” The Throne of Blood clambered up with great difficulty, gazing at the dark golden blood energy that was burning in Qianye’s hand.

“Medanzo and the rest couldn’t… but that doesn’t mean I can’t do it. You’re quite powerful, but unfortunately,...