Chapter 38

As the crimson bat wings spread, their span exceeding fifteen meters, a thick, bloody stench mixed with an overwhelming evil aura spread out in all directions. Yin Xuege and the surrounding Marquises of the Yin Clan felt as if the world had gone dark; they seemed to be immersed in a thick, viscous blood plasma, with a heavy, foul smell forcefully entering their seven orifices, causing them immense pain.

Sandler and Fanees fared even worse. After all, Yin Xuege and the others were blood demons, naturally resistant to various bloody and evil forces. Although Sandler and Fanees possessed some powerful bloodlines and had mastered the wondrous power of natural elements, their reaction to the evil, bloody force was even more intense. This evil demonic power was even more lethal to them.

The two bodies swayed on the spot and then collapsed to the ground.

The evil, bloody force invaded their bodies, and their blood began to rapidly decay and rot, as if it had been left in a damp, dirty sewer for decades, with various fungi and bacteria growing wildly. The life force was rapidly dissipating from their bodies, and in no more than a quarter of an hour, they would die from the complete depletion of their life force!

"The Curse of Aging!" one of the Yin Clan Marquises shouted fiercely, "Which family do you belong to? Do you want to provoke a war with the Yin Clan?"

"A family war?" The old man in the center of the three blood demons who had suddenly appeared screeched, "We no longer care! A family war? Ha, there can't be a family war anymore! The despicable Yin Clan, we should have gathered the Thirteen Holy Clans long ago to completely destroy you!"

The old man's mouth suddenly opened to over a foot wide, revealing two rows of sharp teeth that gleamed faintly. His four canines grew out slowly with a 'squeaking' sound, eventually extending to three inches long, protruding from his lips.

A dark red blood light flickered on these long canines. The old man extended his withered, black fingers and pointed fiercely at Yin Xuege, "Hand over this damned brat, let us take him away, and all problems will be solved! I think you don't want to fight against three powerful dukes, do you? And we are all millennium dukes!"

Yin Xuege and the eight Marquises of the Yin Clan's faces turned pale. They looked at the three elderly men with aged faces and were speechless for a moment.

Before the Age of Lawlessness, a mere duke of the blood demon clan was not considered a formidable figure. In that era of many powerful beings, a blood demon duke was just a minor lord. However, in the Age of Lawlessness, when the sacred immortals and buddhas had vanished, a duke was the top-tier powerhouse in the world.

And a so-called millennium duke had a special connotation within the blood demon clan.

These three old men were not dukes who had ascended during the Age of Lawlessness; they were ancient monsters who had survived from the era of many powerful beings! Regardless of the immense power they had accumulated over a thousand years, their knowledge, experience, and combat skills, as well as the various strange and bizarre blood demon secret techniques they mastered, made them terrifying nightmares.

All blood demon families acknowledged one point: a true millennium duke could easily eliminate five or more newly ascended dukes!

If these three millennium dukes joined forces, with the barriers they had already set up, they could easily eliminate twenty ordinary dukes who had ascended during the Age of Lawlessness!

"Why are you not sleeping in your lairs? Why did you come here?" one of the Yin Clan Marquises struggled to resist the terrifying evil power emanating from the three old monsters and took a step forward, "Even if you are millennium dukes, can you withstand the wrath of the Yin Clan? You should know the power we possess!"

"The power of the Yin Clan!" The three old men's faces showed a hint of fear. They roared in anger and then the old man with the fangs slowly descended the hill. He approached Yin Xuege step by step, his face contorted with hatred, "We can't afford to think about that much; we did not intend to offend the Yin Clan!"

"Hand over this brat, and all problems can be resolved properly!" The old man approached step by step, his innate bat wings flapping forcefully, creating a foul-smelling hurricane that made the Marquises around Yin Xuege stagger backward, unable to maintain their footing.

These Marquises, who had gained strength in the past century, were far from the power of a duke, let alone a millennium duke. Faced with the overwhelming power released by the old man, they were stripped of the strength to even attack.

An invisible restraint tightly suppressed Yin Xuege's body, making him unable to move. He watched helplessly as the old man approached him step by step, grabbed his chin with his withered, black claws, and examined his face closely.

Yin Xuege felt that the old man was looking at him as if he were a stray dog. His eyes were filled with contempt, mockery, and an inexplicable sense of superiority. Yin Xuege could see the boundless malice in the old man's eyes; in his eyes, Yin Xuege was even less than a dog!

"Look, a pretty little face!" The old man chuckled, "He's still young now, but when he grows up, he will definitely be a curse, just like his damned mother! Let me think, how should I destroy this hateful little face?"

Opening his mouth, he continuously exhaled bone-chilling cold air and a foul, bloody stench, the old man brought his mouth close to Yin Xuege's ear and whispered with a sinister smile, "Little one, tell me, would it be good if I peeled off your face? Then I can consider giving you a uglier one! Don't worry, I'll make it seamless, as if you were born that way!"

The old man's fingers tightly gripped Yin Xuege's chin and throat, making his throat rattle. He felt suffocated, his face turning red. The terrifying evil power emanating from the old man suppressed Yin Xuege, making it hard for him to breathe. His body twitched, like a fish pulled out of water.

Seeming to sense the anger and confusion in Yin Xuege's eyes, the old man laughed with a mix of resentment and satisfaction.

"Feeling curious, why we three old men would come to trouble you, aren't you?"

As he asked this, the old man slightly loosened his fingers and reined in his evil aura.

Yin Xuege felt his neck relax, and he gasped for air, then coughed violently. He glared at the old man, asking word by word, "You, how did you, find me?"

The several Yin Clan Marquises struggling in the bloody hurricane were startled. They also came to their senses—this was a secret plan, 'Awakening of Spring,' formulated by the upper echelons of the Yin Clan. Why did these three old men not go to the Yin Clan estate to find Yin Xuege, but directly come here? How did they know Yin Xuege was in this army, and how did they find his exact location so accurately?

"Ah, what a smart little one! In this situation, your mind is still so clear!" The old man widened his eyes in surprise, then glanced back at his two companions, "What a talented little one, just like his mother, making us want to tear him apart and torture his soul with the flames of hell forever!"

"Is it because of my mother that you came to trouble me?" The more dangerous the situation, the clearer Yin Xuege's mind became.

Perhaps the twenty drops of essence blood from Faneburg also played a role. These drops of essence blood not only greatly enhanced Yin Xuege's life essence but also contained countless experiences and insights from Faneburg. By integrating Faneburg's essence blood, Yin Xuege, in a sense, had observed a significant portion of Faneburg's long life.

Therefore, in recent days, whether thinking about various issues or analyzing situations, Yin Xuege had become increasingly sharp and perceptive.

"Because of my mother?" Yin Xuege looked coldly at the old man who had grabbed him, "Then, are you from the Brianburg family? What happened? Did my mother do something bad to your family? No, no, it's not just that!"

The other two old men also slowly approached Yin Xuege, looking at him with resentment, then sighed heavily.

"A Daywalker, a legendary existence! In our long lives, we have never seen a Daywalker with our own eyes!"

"But you are that woman's son! Because of your existence, our family has been disgraced among the Thirteen Holy Clans! Now, your mother has done something unforgivable! You and your mother should be burned alive!"

Yin Xuege laughed coldly, his head held high, his fingers lightly touching the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword.

"What did my mother do? To make you three millennium dukes travel thousands of miles to trouble me? If she did something wrong, with your strength, you could deal with her as you please! But you didn't do anything to her, and instead came to trouble me. Could it be that the power she now possesses is beyond your control?"

"You!" The old man who had grabbed Yin Xuege's neck's face turned cold, and he screeched, "Yes, you're right! Your crazy mother, she, she, she actually! Damn it, she committed a sin that our entire Brianburg family cannot forgive! She must be punished! But you are her only weakness, at least we believe you are her only weakness!"