Breaking the Masked Man

And it doesn't matter if you're a little weak; as long as you have the ability, you can still fight your way out of the Blood Sacrifice World!

Compared to other races that only consider bloodline concentration, the Soul Clan's bloodline baptism is indeed more likely to cultivate true powerhouses.

As long as you don't encounter a cheater!

"Ok?"

Yao Yan suddenly sensed three powerful auras, and it seemed that the auras had locked onto him. He couldn't help but open his eyes and look over. He saw three young men staring at him with a playful smile. Judging from their auras, it was not difficult to tell that the three of them had reached the Dou Zun level. The strongest of them was about a three-star Dou Zun, while the other two were one-star Dou Zun.

Sensing the opponent's strength, he felt a strange sensation. When did he become the target of the opponent's challenge that transcended his level? No wonder they were from the Soul Clan; they gave off such an absurd feeling.

They've gotten too arrogant, too arrogant! The newcomer is a prodigy of the Soul Clan!

Yao Yan reflected on himself and pulled down his increasingly arrogant emotions. According to normal thinking, the other party's combination was indeed enough to crush a four-star Dou Zun. After all, the three of them were the pride of heaven carefully cultivated by the Soul Clan, and their equipment was definitely not low. They belonged to the first tier below Hun Feng, so it was normal for them to be a little arrogant.

"So you're the Soul Word who returned from the Medicine Clan? Didn't you used to be called Yao Yan? Why did you change your surname? So surnames can be changed too~" The young man in the lead spoke with extreme sarcasm, his eyes full of provocation.

As the three approached, a vacuum hundreds of meters wide appeared around Yao Yan, clearly indicating that the weaker clansmen were worried that these powerful figures might suddenly start fighting.

"My father is a member of the Soul Clan, and my mother is a member of the Medicine Clan. I think it's fine for me to have the surname Medicine or Soul!" Yao Yan replied calmly, without the slightest anger, nor was there any need to be angry. What was there to argue with a dead person?

"You're quite good-looking, very much to my liking. It's a pity you shouldn't have tried to get your hands on the position of young clan leader. Do you think that just because your teacher is Lord Hun Xuzi, you can act recklessly? This is the Soul Clan, not the Medicine Clan. You have to be responsible for your words~" A charming woman dressed in a black tight-fitting dress spoke, her dark eyes gleaming with a hint of coldness.

"His strength is quite good, but I don't know if he can handle it in a fight. I hope he's not some drug-addicted good-for-nothing," another tall man said in a sinister tone.

"Are you three here to provoke us?" Yao Yan said calmly, his tone unchanged.

"It's not a provocation, I'm just here to say hello and get to know you... My name is Hunya, and I should be considered your next opponent." The young man who spoke first smiled slightly and said softly.

"An opponent?" A strange look appeared in Yao Yan's eyes. Looking at the three-star Dou Zun in front of him, the killing intent in his heart instantly disappeared. It seemed that there was no point in communicating with an idiot.

The most terrifying thing is not being able to see your own abilities, rather than not being able to see your opponent clearly.

Without even knowing the strength of their opponents, they immediately started provoking them. These Soul Clan prodigies were indeed too well 'protected' by the Soul Clan, completely different from someone like him who climbed up step by step. As for the so-called bloodline baptism, it seemed a bit like child's play.

The strong will always get stronger, and even sacrificing the world with blood will only make them food!

Figure this out.

He smiled, a bright smile: "Then I'll be waiting for you all."

“The Blood Sacrifice World is vast, and finding people will be very troublesome. How about exchanging soul auras? That would make it easier to find them.” Soul Cliff said with a smile, his slightly pale and thin face looking somewhat sinister, as if his previous provocation was for the sake of saying this.

"Great~" Yao Yan had never met such a considerate 'opponent'. He took out a jade token from his storage ring, imprinted his soul aura on it, and then threw it to the other party.

Hunya reciprocated by tossing Yaoyan a jade tablet that recorded his soul's aura.

"We'll meet again in this world, through a blood sacrifice!"

"it is good!"

After the exchange, Hunya led his two companions away into the distance. They had only come to say hello; if they really wanted to fight, they would have to go to the Blood Sacrifice World. As for whether they could win or not... three against one, why should they be afraid of a four-star Dou Zun?

If all else fails, we can call two more people. We should at least greet this guy who just joined the Soul Clan and tell him what the Soul Clan is!

"Interesting!" Yao Yan held the jade token from Soul Cliff, a slight smile playing on his lips.

……

On a high platform in the distance, a dozen or so figures sat on it. With their strength, nothing that happened below could escape their notice. Especially Yao Yan, who was the main focus of this bloodline baptism. Hun Ya's provocation made the group laugh, as if they had found amusement.

"I remember that Soul Cliff is a descendant of that person. He is quite strong. Together with the others, we should be able to gauge some of this kid's strength."

"It's hard to say. This kid's physique is a bit too abnormal, far beyond that of an ordinary Dou Zun. Among the younger generation, only Hun Feng can fight him... But it's not bad to see. This generation should be much more interesting than the previous ones."

……

Just as these big shots were conversing, four enormous portals suddenly appeared around the plaza. They rose from the ground, accompanied by the sound of swaying iron chains, and a dense aura of malevolent energy emanated from them. The moment they appeared, a pressure powerful enough to make one's soul tremble swept out, suffocating all the little guys present.

This naturally included Yao Yan, who felt as if his soul was about to drift away from that terrifying aura of death.

"Come in~"

As an ancient voice resounded throughout the square, ripples appeared in the center of the four terrifying portals, eventually transforming into blood-red vortexes that connected to another world.

The moment the words left his mouth, everyone in the square flew toward the nearest portal.

Yao Yan chose the nearest entrance and flew in as a streak of light. Just before entering, he felt a sharp gaze, which gave him a sense of danger. Following his senses, he saw a young man's gaze meet his.

There was a strange black line between the other person's eyebrows!

Soul Wind?!

With doubts in her heart, Yao Yan's figure had already disappeared into the blood-red vortex...

(End of this chapter)