The blood-colored light that swept in from the southeast of Soaring Dragon plunged into the Blood Sea without any pause, directly piercing through the sea and creating a vacuum zone.
Screams erupted as the vast Blood Sea suddenly contracted, revealing the figure of the ancient vampire. However, this elder of the Blood Race, who had been so arrogant only moments ago, now seemed to be severely injured. A gash in his waist and abdomen had his flesh rolling and blood pouring out, rendering his face pale and his eyes trembling.
"What is this thing?"
The ancient vampire was filled with disbelief.
Like Blood Owl, he was a strong cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm. Although his power was limited by this world and could only manifest the strength of the Peak Cloud River, he believed that nothing in a domain like Soaring Dragon could harm him with the profound foundation of the Divine Sea Realm.
This confidence was why he dared to intercept the blood-colored light.
