Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

"I'll do it."

Qin Quan took a step forward and placed his hand firmly on the jade-like skull.

Clang!

A dull hum of mechanical clicking echoed, and the previously impenetrable skull-shaped stone wall slowly opened to both sides, revealing a deep, secret passage leading upwards.

"Walk!"

Su Qingyan took the lead and stepped into the secret passage, followed closely by the others, who sped upwards along the passage.

The Pope paused slightly, and taking advantage of the moment when everyone was moving forward, he quickly took out a hidden communicator, typed a message with his fingertips, and sent it out.

The target has discovered the Demon King's Blood Pool and requests immediate support.

After sending the message, he immediately put away his communicator, pretended to be nonchalant, and quickly followed the group with his head down.

……

Before long, the view ahead suddenly opened up, and a hidden door slowly opened, leading the group out of the underground passage.

What comes into view is a huge, ancient castle with a rustic and weathered appearance.

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The castle is surrounded by ancient trees and dense forests, where sunlight rarely shines through, creating an eerie and desolate atmosphere.

"Where is this place?"

Qin Quan turned to look at the Pope behind him.

The Pope looked around, discerning the surrounding terrain, his expression shifting several times, before replying in a deep voice:

"This is the core ancestral home of the Western vampires."

"Vampires? The lair of the vampire clan?"

Ling Yuyan's eyes lit up.

"That's right." The Pope nodded emphatically.

Upon receiving a definite answer, Qin Quan and his three disciples exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with elation.

They had been planning how to confront the vampires, but instead they stumbled upon the core of the vampires' ancestral land through the underground passages of the Holy See.

"Great! It saves us from having to run around everywhere!"

Qin Quan laughed loudly.

The Pope, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the four of them as if they were a group of madmen.

Normal people would be terrified and walking on thin ice if they broke into the ancestral land of a top alien power, but these people were all excited and eager to start a war.

He quickly spoke up to remind him.

"Esteemed seniors, the vampire clan possesses profound strength and is not to be trifled with. The vampire dukes are on par with me in combat, and the power of kings and emperors is unfathomable, far exceeding ordinary people's imagination. We must not underestimate them!"

"This is not your concern."

Qin Quan glanced at him coldly and interrupted him directly.

Suddenly, he stomped his foot on the ground, his body soaring into the air, standing above the ancient castle, his roar piercing through the dense forest.

"You vampire scoundrels, get out here and face your death!"

The violent sound waves swept in all directions, startling birds in the forest and causing beasts to flee, instantly throwing the entire mountain forest into chaos.

Inside the castle.

The group of powerful vampires who were resting were awakened by this domineering roar.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. They all stood up and quickly gathered at the castle gate, their gazes turning icy as they looked at Qin Quan in mid-air.

The elderly man in the silver robe, who was at the head of the group, had a sinister look in his eyes. He uttered a string of obscure ancient words in a cold voice, full of violence and rage, and questioned Qin Quan.

Qin Quan couldn't understand the ancient language of the vampires, so he looked down at Ling Yuyan and Gao Yuan.

"Senior sister, have him come and tell these old devils what we're here for."

"no problem."

Ling Yuyan and Gao Yuan nodded simultaneously, then turned to signal the Pope to intervene.

The Pope finally understood why the four had been so excited.

He had just been utterly crushed and humiliated by the other side, forced to pay compensation and offer valuables, and suffered all kinds of indignities.

Now, seeing the vampires, one of the three major powers in the West, repeat the same mistakes, the resentment in my heart vanished, replaced by a touch of schadenfreude.

Since the Holy See has already been defeated, none of the White Eagle Alliance, the Vampire Clan, or the Werewolf Clan can expect to escape unscathed!

He stepped forward, looked at the old man in silver robes, and spoke calmly.

"Long time no see, Duke Ryan."

This silver-robed elder was none other than Duke Ryan, who was stationed in the ancestral land of the vampires.

He was stunned when he saw who it was.

"Your Holiness? What brings you to my vampire ancestral land, and why are you traveling with these outsiders?"

The Pope chuckled and, no longer concealing his intentions, stated directly:

"Duke Ryan, I presume Alliance Leader Trant has already sent you a message? Are you aware that your clansman, Meka, conspired with others in Fengdu City to frame our predecessors?"

Duke Ryan's eyes darkened, and he said with a hint of wariness:

"Fengdu City is under the jurisdiction of your Holy See. The incident was your oversight, what does it have to do with my vampire clan?"

"We are all losers, there's no point in saying more."

The Pope's smile deepened, deliberately making his point clear.

"The people Trent is targeting are these seniors right here. Now that they've come to our door in person, do you think they're here as guests in the ancestral land of the vampires?"

He laid out the situation clearly, waiting for the vampires and Qin Quan and his apprentice to fight to the death, so he could reap the benefits.

Duke Clair, being shrewd and calculating, immediately grasped the key point, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"So you've sided with these outsiders, betraying the major Western powers?"

The Pope helplessly shrugged, a wry smile on his face.

"I'd like to seek refuge with them, but they simply won't accept me."

"Useless trash."

Duke Ryan glanced coldly at the Pope, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

Out of consideration for past power and relationships, he was too lazy to waste any more words. He raised his eyes and stared intently at Qin Quan, who was standing in mid-air, with an arrogant expression.

"Dragon Kingdom people, I don't care what your intentions are in trespassing on my vampire ancestral land. For the sake of the Pope, I'll give you three breaths to leave with your people. If you insist on staying, you and those three beautiful women will all become nourishment for the blood pool."

"Ryan! How dare you insult a senior like yourself!"

The Pope immediately flew into a rage, looking exactly like Qin Quan's lackey.

He had just personally experienced the terrifying strength of those people and knew that Ryan was courting death.

Ryan scoffed, his face full of disdain.

"So what if I humiliate him? If he doesn't know what's good for him in three breaths, I'll kill him with my own hands."

"Fine! You're utterly reckless! Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

The Pope seized the opportunity to make a good impression on Qin Quan.

With a flash, he launched a fierce attack directly at Ryan.

High in the air, Qin Quan sighed helplessly.

That old pope is certainly opportunistic, always trying to steal the spotlight.

He simply crossed his arms and watched from the sidelines, observing the tigers fight from the mountain.

"You old scoundrel! How dare you lay a hand on me, the Duke?"

Enraged by the sudden attack, Ryan's hair stood on end as he quickly parried the Pope's attacks while shouting curses.

The two fought fiercely, seemingly locked in a close and aggressive battle, but in reality, the Pope was holding back and never used his full strength.

He seized an opening in the close-quarters combat, suddenly locking Ryan's arms in a tight grip, and whispered a warning:

"Old Bat, don't be reckless! Obediently follow the instructions of your seniors, or your entire vampire clan will be wiped out, and you'll regret it!"

"Stop spreading alarmist rumors. My vampire clan has stood tall in the West for thousands of years; we are not pushovers!"

Ryan wouldn't listen to any advice and remained defiant.

"Fine, if you're determined to die, I won't try to persuade you any further."

The Pope's eyes turned cold, and he raised his leg and kicked Ryan hard in the chest.

Ryan kicked hard at the same time, and the two forces collided, causing them to separate instantly and stand facing each other.