He was not a Marquis, but he could use the Source Blood Sacrifice. This could only mean that the black-robed man's parents were pure-blooded vampires.
The Source Blood Sacrifice was a forbidden technique of the Blood Kindred. It was second only to the Light of Dusk. Once it was used, it could not be reversed. The black-robed man was a Blood Kindred Grand Earl. He was comparable to a third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster. Even if he did not use the Source Blood Sacrifice, Mo Wen did not want to fight him.
The third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster represented the pinnacle of a level. Even though Mo Wen's current cultivation had broken through to the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm, he was still no match for a third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster. Perhaps he was stronger than a third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster in some aspects, but his overall ability was far inferior.
This kind of absolute strong practitioner had used the Source Blood Sacrifice to chase after him. It was simply terrifying.
"This lunatic. Are all foreigners not afraid of death?" Mo Wen's expression was extremely ugly. Once this kind of forbidden technique was used, the consequences for the Blood Kindred were rather terrifying. If they were not careful, they could kill themselves. Even if they did not die, their cultivation would drop by a few realms. It was even possible for them to drop from Grand Earl all the way to Viscount.
The Source Blood was the most fundamental thing of the Blood Kindred. This vampire could practically be called a desperate man.
Mo Wen fearfully increased his speed to the maximum, hoping to escape from the hands of this Blood Kindred lunatic. Right now, he was definitely not a match for the black-robed man.
"Do you think you can still escape? The Sacred Embryo Incarnation is more important than my life. If you dare to covet the Blood Kindred's treasure, then you must be prepared to pay the price."
The black-robed man chased after Mo Wen sinisterly. The next moment, his body directly exploded. Endless crimson flames surged. A huge blood bat quietly emerged from the crimson flames. The blood bat emanated an extremely terrifying aura. Most likely even the young master of the Ghost Lair would retreat if he encountered it.
The huge crimson flame bat spread its wings and became a beam of crimson light. It instantly caught up with Mo Wen. The terrifying power directly crashed into Mo Wen's back.
"Are you that unafraid of death?"
Mo Wen's expression was extremely ugly. He had never encountered such a person who was not afraid of death in order to chase after him. It was impossible for him to withstand an attack of this level with his own strength. He had no choice but to flip his wrist. A ball of golden light suddenly lit up in his hand, and a talisman floated in his palm. It was the Vajra Talisman.
The Vajra Talisman was a Spirit Talisman. The power contained within it was comparable to a full-force attack from a Primordial Divinity realm immortal cultivator. Even the lowest grade of Spirit Talisman could easily kill anyone below the Primordial Divinity realm.
However, the Vajrapani Talisman in Mo Wen's hand had been corroded over a long period of time. Furthermore, it had been used once, so it most likely did not even have the power of a first rank spiritual talisman. However, as a defensive type spiritual talisman, it would not be a problem for it to block an attack from the Blood Bat.
A mass of golden light enveloped Mo Wen's body. In the crimson light, there seemed to be Buddha figures chanting scriptures with their eyes closed. The sound of Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures continuously emerged from the golden light.
As soon as the Blood Flame Bat encountered this ball of golden light, the blood qi on its body instantly melted.
Rumble.
The Blood Bat directly collided with Mo Wen's body. However, it did not move Mo Wen at all. The Vajra Shroud on the surface of his body shone brightly, sending the Blood Bat flying.
"What is that?"
The Blood Bat circled around and stopped in mid-air. It transformed into a human silhouette. The black robe on the human silhouette had already been burned halfway, revealing the person underneath. It was a foreign old man with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a hooked nose. He was about a hundred years old.
In the eyes of ordinary people, vampires were almost always young, tall, handsome, and long-lived. They were the model of a generation of distinguished gentlemen. They were elegant, knowledgeable, simple, and powerful. In reality, that was a misunderstanding. Ordinary vampires did not have this ability.
Ordinary vampires would also experience birth, age, sickness, and death. They would also grow old and die.
Only the legendary pure-blooded vampires could easily live for hundreds of years or even thousands of years. Also, because they had an abundance of Source Blood in their bodies, they could maintain their youth forever. The higher the cultivation and the older the pure-blooded vampires, the younger they would sometimes look.
Among the pure-blooded vampires, perhaps all of them looked young on the surface. However, their ages were often enough to be the ancestors of the aging vampires.
Right now, blood was seeping from the corner of the black-robed man's mouth. His face was pale, and his breathing was chaotic. He was in a sorry state. Clearly, he had been shaken by the Vajrapani Talisman and had sustained serious injuries.
It was also because the Vajrapani Talisman had lost too much power. If it had been a complete Vajrapani Talisman, it would most likely have killed him with a single shake.
However, the power of the Vajrapani Talisman was clearly limited. After being hit, its glow had dimmed by almost half. Mo Wen estimated that the Vajrapani Talisman could only block the vampire's attack twice more.
"What is that thing of yours?"
The black-robed man was shocked. The mass of golden light had actually shaken him so severely. Right now, his ability was infinitely close to that of a Marquis.
"Something that can send you to the afterlife."
Mo Wen's ferocious nature had also been provoked by the black-robed man. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, transforming into a beam of golden light and crashing towards the black-robed man.
"That thing of yours cannot last long. Let's see who dies in the end."
The black-robed man could also see that the layer of golden light on Mo Wen's body was unstable. It should not be able to last for long. He had already unleashed the Source Blood Sacrifice. How could he be afraid of Mo Wen now? A fierce look rose in his heart as he once again pounced towards Mo Wen.
The two of them collided. Even though the black-robed man's cultivation was astonishing, he was still sent flying by the Vajrapani Talisman. He kept vomiting blood along the way. The power of the Vajrapani Talisman seeped into his body, continuously destroying his internal organs.
"Let's see how long you can last."
The black-robed man roared loudly. He pulled out an ancient sword from his body. No one knew where he had hidden it. The ancient sword's aura was very unusual. There were mysterious runes flashing on it. It should be a sacred weapon from the western world.
This vampire actually had a sacred weapon. He most likely had a rather high position in the Blood Kindred.
He disregarded his own injuries and once again pounced forward, slashing his sword towards Mo Wen's head. However, the Vajrapani Light Shroud on Mo Wen's body once again sent the black-robed man flying. The arm that was holding the sword exploded from the impact, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
"Die for me!"
The black-robed man was extremely ferocious. His other hand pulled the ancient sword sacred weapon that had fallen from the clouds back. Once again, he gripped the ancient sword and slashed it towards Mo Wen's chest.
Right now, the Vajrapani Light Shroud on Mo Wen's body was already very dim. It seemed as though it could be blown away by the wind.
"Die!"
The black-robed man's sword slashed onto Mo Wen's body. This time, the Vajrapani Light Shroud did not send him flying. The long sword paused for a moment. The rebound force once again caused the black-robed man's body to split open. Fresh blood spurted out from his body. However, the ancient sword in his hand had broken through the defense of the Vajrapani Light Shroud and slashed towards Mo Wen's body.
The black-robed man's all-out attack was astonishing. Without the protection of the Vajrapani Talisman, Mo Wen most likely would not be able to withstand the remaining power of the sword.
However, Mo Wen's expression remained extremely calm. The coldness in his eyes grew more and more intense. While the black-robed man was attacking him, Mo Wen had not been idle at all. Right now, at least fifty spiritual stones had turned into spiritual power and surged into his body.
Even with the strength of his body, he had almost exploded from the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual energy contained in fifty spiritual stones was terrifying. If his body had not gone through multiple transformations, he would most likely have exploded and died long ago.
When the black-robed man slashed down with his sword, a bluish-silver long spear silently appeared in Mo Wen's hand. Once the long spear appeared, it released a terrifying aura that could destroy the heavens and the earth. The clouds in the sky instantly cleared and a hole with a radius of a hundred miles appeared. Bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air. They constantly danced in the sky, almost forming a sea of lightning.
"What is that?"
The black-robed man subconsciously exclaimed. He felt a destructive aura rush towards him. A chill covered his entire body, and he instantly felt as though he had fallen into hell.
Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear! The bluish-silver long spear in Mo Wen's hand was the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear that had transformed into a spiritual treasure.
Ever since Mo Wen had left the Fighting Spirit Tower, he had never used this item. It was because under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use it at all. Once such a destructive weapon was used, he would most likely be the first to be severely injured.
Right now, his life was in danger. Mo Wen hardened his heart and did not care so much. Even if he was to be severely injured, he had to leave this vampire alive. Otherwise, such a ruthless person would most likely do anything. A murderous intent rose in Mo Wen's heart. He did not want to leave this scourge alive.
Rumble!
The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear turned into a bolt of lightning and directly crashed into the black-robed man's chest. The destructive aura was like the water of the Milky Way, continuously surging into his body.
Crack!
With a soft sound, the ancient sword in his hand broke into two. It was actually unable to withstand the destructive attack of the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear.
"You …"
The black-robed man looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. Then, he looked at the long sword in his hand. His entire person was instantly frightened out of his wits. Bolts of lightning burrowed out of his body. The next moment, his body turned into dust, silently dissipating into the air.
"Forcing me to do this, your death will be worth it."
Mo Wen slowly retracted the arm that was holding the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear. However, his movements were very stiff, as though it was very difficult to even move. He used the last bit of his strength to send the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear into the medicine spiritual ring. Then, his entire person fell from the sky like a rock.
It was the purest form of free fall. Mo Wen directly fell into the forest below and completely fainted. If his body was not strong enough, he most likely would have lost his soul from this fall.
The moon was bright and beautiful, and a cold wind blew past from high up in the sky. After it had calmed down, everything was back to normal, as though nothing had happened.
The first ray of sunlight shone on the ground in the morning. A few youths carrying wicker baskets were traversing through the primeval forest of the Taihang Mountains. The places they appeared in were almost all the most primeval forests. Under normal circumstances, there would definitely be no ordinary people appearing here.
However, to the ancient martial arts sects that lived outside of the world, they were very familiar with these people who frequently traversed through the primeval forests. They were all medicinal herb gathering disciples of some sects, responsible for searching for precious medicinal herbs in the primeval forests.
This type of medicinal herb gathering disciple did not have a high status in the sects, but they were the cornerstones of the sects. Even in the Dafang Sect, there were thousands of ordinary disciples.
Among the few of them, a young lady wearing a coarse dress suddenly discovered a person lying on the ground. "Eh, there seems to be someone over there." (To be continued.)
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