From Captive to Carnage [1]

"What are you all standing around for?! Catch him!"

The gathered vampires roared in unison and their bodies blurred into motion as they charged at Zhao Tian from all directions like a tide of darkness sweeping toward him with unrelenting ferocity.

Dozens—no, hundreds of vampires lunged at once as their claws gleamed like blades with their eyes burning with hunger.

Some leaped from the rooftops, others surged forth along the ground, surrounding him.

Zhao Tian's fingers tightened around the hilt of his sword, and the air around him trembled as an overwhelming force began to rise.

His killing intent flooded the battlefield with an oppressive weight that sent shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned warriors.

The very ground beneath his feet cracked, unable to withstand the sheer pressure radiating from his body.

Then... he moved.

Like a shadow cutting through the night, Zhao Tian vanished.