The Moonless Young Ancestor, Zheng Rong, and the others trembled all over as they watched nearly a hundred blood creatures attacking from the sky, feeling a close brush with death.
But Chen Yu, whom they regarded as a useless being, cheered loudly and actively charged forward to engage.
If it was an illusion when Chen Yu killed the Thousand Feet Giant just now, then is this also an illusion?
Whoosh!
Chen Yu shot up into the sky, his aura soaring to the clouds.
Though the aura from him was clearly not that of Emperor Xuanming, the momentum he exuded was almost indistinguishable, producing an insurmountable feeling in the hearts of the Moonless Young Ancestor and the others.
With a single claw swipe, Chen Yu sent five massive golden trails entwined with the into the blood creature horde.
In an instant, countless screams were heard, and mangled limbs fell from the sky.
"Zheng Rong, your brother... who on earth is he?"
A Blood Race member asked tremblingly.
