Boom!
The fierce battle began.
The grandmasters of the Human Clan had all practiced various profound and unfathomable cultivation techniques. Once unleashed, they released terrifying destructive power and lethality.
As for the vampires, their cultivation techniques might be slightly less refined, but their racial talents were too strong!
Each time they executed a move or launched an attack, even if it was the most ordinary attack, it carried earth-shattering power.
In the field, Gang Qi surged like a roaring torrent, a tsunami was raging, and buildings collapsed under the aftershocks.
Sometimes, the aftershock of a Sword Qi could cut down a tree as thick as a man's waist, and the Blood Clan could crush a huge rock with a casual grab.
During this fierce battle, Yao Qiantu widened his eyes, staring viciously at Vlad III. Vlad III, at some point, took out a cup of wine made from fresh blood and was sipping it slowly, looking relaxed, noble, and elegant.
"You're in trouble."
