Clang!
Deprived of his power and drained of his blood vigor, Xue Tianyang seemed to lack even the strength to hold a sword, and the Slaughter Blood Sword fell to the ground.
It also meant that he had been thoroughly defeated by Xiao Chen.
"Who exactly are you?"
Xue Tianyang's eyes were dull with defeat. He struggled to accept this reality.
How could a cultivator from a lesser planet like Earth possess such formidable strength?
If it had been earlier, it might have been acceptable, but now, having received the ultimate inheritance of the Blood Shadow Sect and wielding their supreme divine artifact, he still lost so easily.
Why exactly?
"Haven't you heard of my name on Earth?" Xiao Chen said, holding Xue Tianyang with one hand, his tone light, "The day you went to Earth to show off your prowess, you should have anticipated this day would come."
Xiao Chen didn't have much to say to someone like Xue Tianyang.
Suddenly, the power of Divine Prohibition surged forth.
Bang!
