814 Making An Appearance

The sudden sound startled everyone. There was actually another person hidden in the surroundings! A faint shadow appeared beside Jin Ying. The figure was tall and slender. The person did not have a particularly impressive appearance, but their body had a mass of spiritual energy that would make it spot this person even among a crowd.

"Who's there?" A serious look flashed in Innell's eyes. This youth was hiding nearby and even Innell had not realized. His concealment technique was incredible.

"Mo Wen!" Jin Ying looked at the youth standing beside her with her eyes opened wide. Even in her wildest dreams, she would never have imagined that she would encounter Mo Wen now.

"Since you have violated the laws of Hua Xia, we will have to carry out the law. If we need to kill you, we will. If the law is not enforced strictly, how can it serve to deter the thieves?"

Mo Wen waved his hand and a circle of golden light was released from it. It crashed into the vampire youth's body, directly tearing his body apart. He did not even have time to let out a scream before he was torn to shreds. He was engulfed in a mass of flames and instantly burnt to ash.

All of this happened incredibly quickly. In a flash, the vampire youth was completely killed off.

"Carlos!" Innell screamed. His eyes instantly shot open, and his face was pale beyond compare. Carlos had actually died right in front of him. Innell had witnessed him being killed by some unknown person!

Carlos was the clan elder's seventh son and was from a pure Blood Kindred bloodline. As the son of a Marquis, his status was noble. He had actually died while Innell simply watched. It would be hard for Innell not to be blamed.

The Blood Kindred had a strict hierarchy. In such a situation, Innell would rather die than let Carlos be killed. For letting such an incident occur, he would surely be punished.

Although he had not had a good impression of this rich playboy and had felt disgusted by many of his deeds, Carlos' death would intimately affect him. When Innell returned to the clan, he would not be able to give a satisfactory explanation. He would not even be able to get past Lord Charlie.

"You seek death!" Innell roared in anger as he looked at Mo Wen with a blood-red gaze. With a crimson flash, he pounced forward. Right now, only a massacre could quench the anger and terror in his heart.

A Blood Kindred that was comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster pounced forward, arriving in front of Mo Wen almost instantly. A huge power crashed furiously towards them.

"Mo Wen, be careful." Jin Ying's expression changed slightly. In a hurry, she waved the golden chains and prepared to help Mo Wen block this attack. An enraged Martial Arts Grandmaster level attack absolutely could not be taken lightly.

However, Jin Ying had just begun to move when she felt a formless power acting on her body. The power was very mysterious and very gentle. She could not block it at all. It instantly pushed her hundreds of meters away.

At the same time, the vampire crashed into Mo Wen, seemingly able to collapse even mountains. However, a mass of unparalleled golden light exploded from Mo Wen's body. In the golden light, there seemed to be a Golden Body Luohan. It slowly extended a hand and then sent a palm strike forwards.

Rumble!

A huge rumble sounded and a Qi wave surged. When the vampire collided with Mo Wen, the vampire was actually sent flying backward. On the other hand, Mo Wen stood on his original spot, not budging an inch. He seemed like a Luohan that was guarding the heavens and the earth.

After breaking through to the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm, Mo Wen's cultivation could not be compared to before. Even when he was at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm in the Fighting Spirit Tower, he was not as powerful as he was now. It was because his current body, Inner Qi, soul power, martial arts teachings, and treasures were now of a much higher standard.

"You…" The vampire Innell looked at Mo Wen in astonishment. This youth was actually incredibly powerful, and Innell had encountered him. In this world, there were such youths with a similar level of frightening cultivation, but they were rare and hard to come by. This time, Innell had actually encountered one.

Jin Ying also covered her mouth. She knew that Mo Wen was very powerful, but she had never expected him to be as powerful as he had been in the Fighting Spirit Tower. Recalling that she had subconsciously tried to protect Mo Wen just now, she felt her face grow hot. The power that had pushed her away was most likely Mo Wen's doing.

She also did not know why she had subconsciously protected Mo Wen, even forgetting about her own safety in an instant.

"The vampires are most likely up to no good in Hua Xia. The other vampire killed three maidens. Naturally, his life alone is not enough to compensate for what he did. So, I shall take your life as compensation as well."

Mo Wen glanced at the vampire and a killing intent welled up in his heart. A crimson light flashed and Mo Wen's left arm went through changes that could be seen with the naked eye. In an instant, his left arm had transformed into a hideous dragon claw with crimson-colored tattoos, emanating an evil aura. It was none other than the Blood Clotting Claw.

At the same time, a painting scroll emerged from his sleeve and transformed into illusionary mountains. The mountains enveloped the space within a radius of five hundred meters. Everyone, including Innell, was trapped in the illusionary mountains.

Magical treasures that could be used for defense would surely be able to trap enemies as well. One needed to use their resources flexibly.

Innell's facial expression changed. From their interaction just now, Innell had figured out that he was no match for this youth. He had planned to escape. However, this youth could actually read his intention from a glance. He had used two profound level weapons to trap him here. The youth was preparing to finish him off.

Innell tried his luck. He became a beam of crimson light and furiously crashed towards the outer walls of the illusionary mountains. He was prepared to directly break through the barrier and escape from his captivity.

Mo Wen sneered. A few spiritual stones appeared in his hands and in the blink of an eye, all the spiritual stones were shattered into pieces. The spiritual energy stored within the stones was converted into spiritual power and was channeled into the illusionary mountains profound level weapon.

Rumble!

Vampire Innell's all-out-attack did not destroy the walls of the illusionary mountains; instead, his power was deflected. The gigantic illusionary mountains merely shook slightly.

"Such a strong defense!" Innell was shocked beyond compare. The treasure that could be transformed into these illusionary mountains was certainly not an ordinary item.

"Stop flogging a dead horse. You can't escape," Mo Wen said calmly.

"Since you leave me with no chance of living, I shall perish together with you." A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Innell's eyes. He pounced on Mo Wen as though he was an enraged lion. Mo Wen engaged in a battle with Innell while performing some mysterious footwork.

Vampires were known for their speed and agility. However, when Innell was fighting Mo Wen, he could not utilize this advantage at all. In terms of agility, Mo Wen's Glory of Wind was better than Innell's speed. In terms of speed, Innell also paled into insignificance when compared to Mo Wen. Their difference in combat ability was even more pronounced.

Since the beginning, Innell, a vampire who was comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster, had been at a disadvantage against Mo Wen. In the blink of an eye, Innell was covered in wounds and bloodstains.

Moreover, the wounds were caused by the Blood Clotting Claw. Innell's entire body was covered in crimson flames. The flames fed on his blood and energy. Vampires got their strength from blood. For Innell to encounter the Blood Clotting Claw, which specialized in sucking blood and vitality, was no different from him encountering his nemesis.

Innell's energy dropped continuously. In an instant, he had been weakened to his limit.

"You are pretty much a demon. I want to take you down with me." Innell stared at Mo Wen, frightened. This youth was too devilish, and the weapon that he wielded was even more wicked. Innell suffered greatly every time the weapon cut even a small wound on his body. He had so many wounds now. The crimson flames that covered his body were most likely enough to burn him to ashes.