The Blood Ancestor glanced at the three Sub Ancestors before him, a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes, quickly replaced by disdain and indifference.
He let out a cold laugh, and said, "Hmph, three things unaware of their own mortality. Since you refuse to submit to our Blood Clan, today I shall send you on your way."
With that, the Blood Ancestor waved both hands, a powerful Blood Qi instantaneously condensed into a giant blood-colored palm, vehemently striking towards the three Sub Ancestors.
The blood-colored palm carried an earth-shattering power, ripping through the space it passed creating black fissures.
Cangqiongzi saw the situation, swiftly formed seals with his hands, murmuring incantations.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, lightning bolts descended from the clouds, crashing towards the blood-colored palm.
The lightning collided with the blood-colored palm, emitting deafening sounds, light bursting everywhere.
