BZZZZ—!
At Qin Fan's furious shout, the Evil Spirit Zen Staff materialized in his hand. The bell at its tip began to tremble, letting out a sharp, jingling hum.
"It's your turn now!" he said with a chilling smile.
Holding the Evil Spirit Zen Staff, Qin Fan leaped into the air amidst the hundreds of vampires, who were frozen in a state of reflexive, horrified shock. A powerful stream of True Yuan flowed continuously from his palm into the staff. He gave the vampires no chance to react. The moment he soared into the air, he unleashed a mighty, sweeping strike with the Evil Spirit Zen Staff!
Infused with Golden Core True Yuan, the staff felt like a seamless extension of his own body. Before, even the twelve Blood Kings could hardly withstand a single blow from it. How could these vampires, who were even weaker in comparison, possibly stand a chance?
BANG! BANG! BANG!
