The land trembled, and the Bone Text shone.
Blood splattered, strikingly crimson, accompanied by scarlet light, dazzlingly brilliant.
"Divine Blood, possessing mysterious phenomena!" Even some of the older masters had serious looks, their pupils shining with sharp gleams.
The spilled blood emitted intense red glows, almost burning, radiating terrifying fluctuations, each droplet more radiant and splendid than rubies.
"Thud!"
Palms and fingers clashed again, like muffled thunder.
The two young masters passed by each other, characters intertwining, divine light piercing the sky; they each retreated far away, and then, withdrawing their fists, stood on different mountain peaks.
"A figure has emerged from the Supreme Dao Ground, able to endure a palm from You Yu without dying, merely bleeding from the hand," someone sighed.
People saw that the elegant youth had one hand covered in fresh blood, dripping with blood beads, as he looked down, staring at his own palm.
