"What just happened? Why do I sense a fuming Blood Ruler?" asked the young man with a horn on his head, who was cultivating in seclusion in the Top Blood District.
Beside him was a martialist whose cultivation base had reached the Nebula-Grade. However, this martialist was very respectful towards the young man. "Blood Disciple Dunluo, that was a Blood Space Ruler!"
A slight hint of fear appeared on the horned fellow's face. He was no stranger to this Blood Space Ruler.
Although they had only met once, the majestic might of this Blood Space Ruler had left a deep impression on him.
His goal was to become a Blood Ruler!
Of course, becoming a Blood Ruler was no easy task. Although his cultivation was constantly improving and he had started forming his cultivation path, there was still a long way to go before he could become a Blood Ruler.
Furthermore, he wanted to become a Blood Ruler by cultivating one of the top five grades of cultivation paths.
