Qin Wudao found Qin Tianlong’s words laughable. How could the blood debt of a stolen bone and a murdered mother be erased by a few pleas for mercy? Death was Qin Tianlong’s only destiny. Still, Qin Wudao was curious to see what kind of trick the man was trying to pull, so he did not strike immediately.
Seizing this moment, Qin Tianlong—who had been groveling just seconds before—jerked his head up, his eyes filled with madness. He knew he was no match for Qin Wudao; he had only one chance to strike. He immediately ignited his essence and blood, detonating his dantian and meridians to frantically trigger the forbidden technique: the Blood-Burning God-Transformation Art!
A sinister, crimson pillar of light erupted from his body. His flesh withered at a visible rate, his black hair turned brittle and yellow in an instant, and strange, blood-red veins crawled across his face. He was burning his essence, his soul, and his very life force, all to trade for a terrifying surge of power far beyond his own limits.
Chapter 23