tkworld Chapter 319 - 318: I Was Just Joking, Do You Believe Me?
Chapter 319 - 318: I Was Just Joking, Do You Believe Me?
Xiao Cangqing had just finished absorbing the power when he saw Chu He suddenly appear before him.
He didn’t know what Chu He was about to do, but his mind was racing.
The newfound power within him was causing his ego to inflate rapidly.
The Bloodline Power of the Vampire Clan’s Ancestor, in its perfect state, was unbelievably strong.
At least, that was how it seemed to Xiao Cangqing.
Thus, a thought instantly flashed through Xiao Cangqing’s mind. ’Should I take this opportunity to finish off Chu He for good?’
"You want to kill me."
Chu He asked with a smile, standing across from Xiao Cangqing.
Xiao Cangqing’s heart immediately tightened. He hadn’t expected to be read so easily.
The realization was maddening.
He had been hesitating, but in that instant, his decision was made.
In that suffocating moment,
Xiao Cangqing’s skin became the source of a bloody spring. Countless tiny pores suddenly expanded, gushing forth a dense and bizarre crimson mist.
The red mist was ethereal, yet seemed to carry an immense weight.
It slowly spread through the air, finally weaving itself into an impenetrable, blood-colored curtain,
enveloping Xiao Cangqing and Chu He tightly, as if the entire world had been swallowed by this ominous color.
Within the red mist, light became distorted and eerie.
Every ray of light seemed to be dyed with blood, reflecting on their faces and making them appear all the more crimson and sinister.
All sounds from the outside world, whether the distant wind or the chirping of insects,
or the slightest nearby movements, were all cut off by this blood-red barrier, leaving only a dead silence that bred despair.
Chu He tried to move, only to find that his every motion was exceptionally difficult.
The crimson mist had transformed into an invisible swamp, not only binding his limbs but also seeping into his every cell, bringing with it a heavy sense of oppression.
He tried to breathe, but felt the air was thick with a viscous and cloyingly sweet, metallic scent that was almost suffocating.
And at the other end of this blood-red world, Xiao Cangqing’s figure slowly emerged.
His steps were steady and unhurried, each one seemingly falling on an invisible beat, a stark contrast to the chaotic and distorted surroundings.
His eyes gleamed with an even more demonic light within the red mist.
Shrouded in this great crimson fog, not only was he completely unaffected, but he seemed even more mysterious and unfathomable,
like a messenger from Hell, bearing endless terror and majesty.
As Xiao Cangqing drew closer, Chu He could clearly feel a tremor originating from the depths of his soul.
It was a fear of the unknown, an awe of irresistible power.
He tried to struggle, only to find himself sinking deeper and deeper into this blood-red swamp.
He could only watch helplessly as Xiao Cangqing closed in step by step, until that demonic figure completely filled his vision...
’So this power can even affect one’s emotions and psyche.’
’Truly worthy of the Vampire Ancestor’s power.’
"So what if I want to kill you? See this?p>
Chu He, the gap in strength between us has now reached a level you can’t even imagine.
This is the true Bloodline Power of the Vampire Clan’s Ancestor."
Xiao Cangqing’s expression was incredibly arrogant.
Seeing Chu He’s labored movements, he already knew what was happening.
He had only been testing it out, not expecting it to be so effective.
And so, Xiao Cangqing hesitated no longer. He was determined to kill Chu He.
After all, Chu He’s growth rate was simply too fast, frighteningly so.p>
If he allowed Chu He to continue developing, perhaps one day he would be surpassed once again.
At that time, his own fate would once again be at Chu He’s mercy.
Killing intent flashed in Xiao Cangqing’s eyes.
"You really think you can kill me, don’t you?"
Chu He asked with a light chuckle.
"What? You can still act so indifferent at a time like this? I suppose this is what you people from the Great Xia Empire call a bluff."
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Cangqing manifested the blood-drenched axe in his hand once more.
Now, with his power at its peak, Xiao Cangqing could casually create countless of the Thirteen Holy Artifacts.
"I’ve already given you a chance.
Now, you can spend eternity in Hell."
Chu He’s smile instantly turned cold.
In a flash, before Xiao Cangqing’s mind could even process the deeper meaning of Chu He’s words,
his meticulously constructed Blood Domain had already encountered an unprecedented crisis.
The crimson mist that filled the area, saturated with the unique power of the Vampire Clan,
was now being corroded by a suffocatingly dense aura of death, as if it had met its natural predator.
This power was not only formless but also silent, yet it was decomposing the crimson mist at an astonishing speed, dyeing it with the ashen color of decay and corruption.
Xiao Cangqing’s face instantly turned ashen, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
The appearance of this power meant that the Vampire power he was so proud of was being mercilessly stripped away.
It was a fear that originated from the depths of his bloodline; his very existence was about to be swallowed by this power of death.
He tried to struggle, to regain control of this domain, but all his efforts seemed futile.
Under the corrosion of the deathly aura, the Blood Domain was collapsing step by step,
like a once-glorious Empire gradually crumbling in the torrent of time.
When his gaze inadvertently swept over Chu He’s uncanny eyes, all his doubts seemed to find an answer.
The black and white of those eyes were starkly distinct, like a profound universe, holding endless mystery and power.
Xiao Cangqing’s heart was filled with shock and confusion.
’How can a Martial Arts Practitioner wield such terrifying power?’
Chu He didn’t have the slightest trace of an Evil Spirit’s eerie aura. Yet a being like him could so easily command death itself, just like the Death God.
As the aura of death spread further, the Blood Domain finally collapsed completely, replaced by a monochrome landscape of deathly gray.
This color was cold and silent, like a black-and-white photograph forgotten by time, recording this moment of despair and finality.
In this gray-white world, Xiao Cangqing felt an unprecedented loneliness and helplessness.
He realized that the power he relied on had, in this moment, vanished into thin air.
"Chu He... no... Mr. Chu, I was just joking with you earlier. Would you believe me?"
Although Xiao Cangqing still had other techniques he hadn’t used, he had already been scared witless by Chu He’s bizarre Secret Technique.
He hastily raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, forcing a bitter smile as he asked.
"I told you I’ve already given you many chances."
Chu He slowly stepped forward, gently raising his right hand and slightly bending his index finger.
The motion seemed casual, yet it contained a terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth.
He just lightly flicked it, aiming at Xiao Cangqing’s chest.
Instantly, a force capable of destroying all things poured out. It was silent, yet suffocatingly powerful.
This power pierced through the air, ignoring the boundaries of time and space, and struck Xiao Cangqing’s body directly.
Under this blow, Xiao Cangqing’s body was subjected to immense pressure.
All the bones in his body instantly let out a scalp-numbing CRACK CRACK CRACK.
At this moment, his body became twisted and grotesque, his muscles and bones losing their original form under the crushing force.
Finally, the force reached its peak. Xiao Cangqing could no longer bear it and collapsed heavily to the ground, sending dust billowing up.
Saliva uncontrollably trickled from the corner of his mouth—a physiological reaction to the intertwining pain and fear.
His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and despair.
Even so, he couldn’t even let out a complete howl, the sound getting stuck in his throat.
It turned into a silent wail, echoing in this space shrouded by the aura of death.