Just as Qianye’s figure flickered into existence, his face turned pale and East Peak sunk downward in his hand. He couldn’t help but laugh self-deprecatingly—he had been so eager to try the technique out that he had forgotten all about its terrifying consumption. The Spatial Flash invented by Andruil required one to be at the marquis-level to activate, and the one Qianye had comprehended was a toned down version of it. Using it at a slightly longer range almost drained him of all blood energy.

The dark race warriors were in chaos after suddenly losing track of the enemy’s movements. They came to moments later only to find that Qianye was somehow standing in their midst. Despite their astonishment, all the dark race warriors glared over at him with cruelty and bloodthirst in their eyes. As they saw it, this human was walking to his death.

But just as they were about to raise their blades and spears, they felt their bodies grow extremely heavy as the roar of crashing tides echoed in their ears. Everyone’s vision turned blurry, filled by a weave of countless red threads.

Only a dozen or so dark race warriors remained standing around Qianye after the oceanic suppression and Life Plunder. It wasn’t because...