817 Divine Spear Destroys the World (1/2)
This vampire was not a Marquis, but he could unleash the Source Blood Offering. That could only mean that this black-robed man's parents were pureblood vampires.
The Source Blood Offering was a forbidden technique among the Blood Kindred. It was second only to Twilight. Once it was unleashed, it was irreversible. The black-robed man was a Blood Kindred Grand Earl. He was comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm existence. Even if he did not unleash the Source Blood Offering, Mo Wen did not want to battle with him.
The Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm was the pinnacle of the realm. 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 Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm strong practitioner. Maybe he was more powerful in some areas compared to a person of the Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm, but his overall ability was still far weaker.
If this sort of absolute strong practitioner unleashed a Source Blood Offering to hunt him down, it would be completely terrifying.
”This is madness. Can it be that all foreigners don't fear death?” Mo Wen's expression was menacing. Once this sort of forbidden technique was unleashed, the end result would also be rather frightening for a Blood Kindred. They could end up killing themselves with a single mishap. Even if they did not die, their cultivation would decrease by several realms, even possibly lowering them from a Grand Earl to a Viscount.
Source Blood was the most essential thing to a Blood Kindred. This vampire was practically desperate.
Mo Wen anxiously increased his speed to the utmost limit, hoping to escape from the grasp of this Blood Kindred lunatic. At this moment, it was impossible for him to be a match for this black-robed man.
”Do you think that you can still escape? The Sacred Embryo Incarnation is more important than my life. You dared to covet the precious treasure of the Blood Kindred, and now you should be prepared to pay the price.”
The black-robed man chased Mo Wen in a sinister fashion. The next moment, his body exploded. Countless crimson flames churned. A huge vampire bat emerged silently from among the crimson flames. The vampire bat emanated an unparalleled terrifying aura. Even the young master of the Ghost Lair would most likely retreat if he encountered it.
The huge crimson flame bat flapped its wings and became a beam of crimson light that instantly caught up with Mo Wen. A terrifying power directly crashed towards Mo Wen's back.
”Do you really not fear death?”
Mo Wen's expression was now even more vicious. He had never a person like this before. His opponent seemed to not even be afraid of death if it meant he could hunt Mo Wen down. It was already impossible for Mo Wen to withstand this sort of attack with his own power. Helpless, he could only flick his wrist. A mass of golden light suddenly lit up in his hand. A talisman floated in his hand. It was the Vajrapani Talisman.
The Vajrapani Talisman was a spiritual talisman. It contained power that was comparable to an all-out attack from a Primordial Soul Realm immortal cultivator. Even if it was just the lowest first-rank spiritual talisman, it could still easily kill anyone below the Primordial Soul Realm.
However, the Vajrapani Talisman in Mo Wen's hand had decayed over a long period of time and had only been used once. It was unlikely to even have the power of a first-rank spiritual talisman. But, as a defensive spiritual talisman, it should not be a problem for it to block an attack from the vampire bat.
A mass of golden light enveloped Mo Wen's body. In the crimson light, there seemed to be images of Buddhas reciting prayers with their eyes closed. The sound of Sanskrit Buddhist prayers kept coming from the golden light.
Once the crimson flame bat encountered the mass of golden light, a large portion of the crimson Qi on its body instantly melted off.
Rumble!
The vampire bat directly collided with Mo Wen, but Mo Wen did not budge at all. The Vajrapani Shroud on the surface of his body shone brightly, sending the vampire bat flying.
”What is that?” The vampire bat circled above and stopped in mid-air, becoming a human silhouette. Half of the human silhouette's black robe had already been burnt off. The person inside was also exposed. It was an old foreigner with blonde hair and a hook-like nose. He seemed to be more than a hundred years old.
The vampires that ordinary people knew of were almost all young, tall, handsome and had long lifespans. They were model gentlemen, gathering elegance, knowledge, quaintness, and power in one body. In reality, this was a misunderstanding; ordinary vampires did not have such abilities.
Ordinary vampires would still age and die. They would grow old and their lives would still head towards death.
Only the pureblood vampires of legend could live for centuries and millennia. Also, because their bodies were full of Source Blood, they could retain their youth. The higher and deeper their cultivation, and the older the pureblood vampire, the younger they would sometimes appear instead.
On the surface, pureblood vampires might all appear as youths, but their age could make them the ancestors of these aging vampires.
Right now, blood flowed from the corner of the black-robed man's mouth. His face was pale, and his aura was chaotic. He seemed somewhat pathetic. Clearly he had been rattled by the Vajrapani Talisman and was already injured heavily.
He was fortunate that the Vajrapani Talisman had lost too much power. If it was a complete Vajrapani Talisman, he most likely would have died from the shock.
However, it was clear that the power of the Vajrapani Talisman was also limited. After receiving the impact, its light dimmed by almost half. Mo Wen estimated that the Vajrapani Talisman could only block two more attacks from the vampire.
”What item of yours is that?” The black-robed man was shocked. That item that seemed to be a mass of golden light actually could severely injure him. Right now, his ability was approaching that of a Marquis.
”Something that can send you to your grave.” Mo Wen's ferocity was triggered by the black-robed man. A ferocious look flashed past Mo Wen's eyes. He did not retreat and instead advanced, becoming a beam of golden light that crashed towards the black-robed man.
”It is impossible for that item of yours to last long. Let's see who dies in the end!” The black-robed man realized that the layer of golden light on Mo Wen was not stable. It would not be able to last for long. He had even unleashed the Source Blood Offering; why would he fear Mo Wen now? He hardened his heart and once again pounced towards Mo Wen.