The power of the Asura Race originates from their bloodline.
Bloodline power, forever thirsting for blood.
Early on, he hailed from the Western Wilderness Demon Sect, slaughtered countless foes, invincible across Southern Heaven. His immense demonic powers derived entirely from this Asura Blood. Once the bloodline is activated, the power is limitless, knowing neither fatigue, fear of death, nor dread of pain.
He could cut down Celestial Immortals!
Fuhong, after all, was not a pure-blooded Asura, and the power of his bloodline would eventually deplete.
"Hahaha!"
Ye Qingchen erupted in wild laughter.
His True Qi surged, akin to a sea of stars enveloping the sky, turbulent Qi Blood billowed outward, his aura like a furious sea, crashing heavily toward Fuhong.
"Hoo!"
Fuhong held the knife in both hands, a glow behind his head turning black as ink dropped, the originally radiant golden ring transforming as if into a pitch-black dark moon!
