Blood Ancestor Xuan Wuchang
After two or three breaths, within the gray barrier, the golden light gradually faded, leaving only a mass of gray fog that remained condensed in the center and did not disperse.
"I did not expect that I, the Blood Ancestor, could misjudge. You, the boy from Taqing Sect, are indeed the most troublesome of this group!" An old voice came from within the fog, seemingly unaffected by the dual golden thunder talismans.
Then, the fog parted, and his figure reappeared.
"Blood Ancestor?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Ming squinted his eyes.
For some reason, upon hearing this name, the image of the evil cultivator ranked first in the life and death list outside the sect, the Blood Emperor's Son, suddenly appeared in his mind.