National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

”Alright.” Chu He mused for a moment, then flicked his finger.

In that instant, an immense golden power erupted from his fingertip.

It instantly transformed into a raging sea of golden fire.

The sea of golden fire spread rapidly, surrounding the blood-colored figure.

It was like an unassailable net, trapping the figure completely.

Every wisp of flame contained a potent purifying power, carving out clear boundaries within the space.

The blood-colored figure was utterly imprisoned within the cage of flames.

Every ray of its crimson light sizzled and burned away the moment it touched the golden sea of fire, releasing thick wisps of blood-red mist.

The blood-colored figure thrashed wildly within its cage. The look in its eyes, formed from coagulated blood, was no longer one of dead silence. It was now filled with rage, fury, and savagery.

They flickered like two blood-red rubies on the verge of exploding, radiating endless rage and indignation.

”This is great! We’re saved!”

”Who is that?”

”You don’t even recognize him? That’s Chu He, the strongest expert on Blue Star!”

”No one can possibly understand how I’m feeling right now.

I was trapped inside the Rainbow Welfare Institute, nearly driven mad. I thought I was finally about to escape, but then I ran into this bizarre creature from the Blood Pool.

I was sure I was going to die here, but then, out of nowhere, I get to see the number one expert on Blue Star, Chu He, step in.

I can’t take any more of these twists and turns.”

”The strongest expert on Blue Star? But this is the Rainbow Welfare Institute, located on the terrifying Black Continent Grassland.”

Some of the people around them began to relax and quiet down.

Others, with tears welling in their eyes, looked at Chu He with gratitude.

Still others remained skeptical.

Although Chu He had proven his immense strength time and time again,

the modern world had become a bizarre and unpredictable place.

No one knew when another terrifying creature might suddenly appear.

This blood-red figure, in particular, looked far too strange. It was a bone-chilling sight.

With every slight flick of Chu He’s finger, the energy in the air rippled subtly.

The ring formed by the golden sea of fire was no longer a simple prison. It had transformed into invisible shackles.

Slowly but surely, it contracted, tightening around the blood-colored figure like an inescapable net.

The blood-colored figure felt an unprecedented pressure. It let out a silent roar; though it produced no sound, its twisted face, gaping mouth, and the violently trembling air around it conveyed a message of despair and fury.

Its body, an existence coalesced from pure energy,

now seemed fragile, powerless to resist the encroaching sea of golden fire.

As the sea of golden fire continued to compress, the blood-colored figure began to change in an astonishing way.

Its once-massive body gradually lost its shape. It was kneaded, bit by bit, from form to formlessness, then forcibly molded from that formlessness into something new.

Throughout the process, the blood-colored figure twisted and struggled, but all its efforts were in vain.

Finally,

it transformed into a fist-sized sphere of liquid blood. Its surface was covered in intricate patterns,

resembling the vascular network of a human body, but far denser and more bizarre.

These patterns constantly writhed and pulsed, releasing a strange and powerful Life Force.

The sphere of blood hovered in mid-air, a stark contrast to the tranquil sea of golden fire surrounding it.

With unconcealable excitement and urgency in his voice, Xiao Cangqing spat out two words: ”Thank you.”

Then, his body blurred into a black shadow, and he leaped without hesitation into the nexus of golden fire and crimson energy.

His hands moved with unerring precision to cup the red sphere of blood floating in the air.

The sphere of blood was like the living heart of a monster, condensed from pure blood.

It radiated an ominous yet alluring light.

The sphere of blood throbbed violently in Xiao Cangqing’s hands, each pulse accompanied by a faint yet distinct sound.

The sound seemed to possess a Magic Power that pierced through space, striking deep into everyone’s soul and causing them to hear things that weren’t there.

In a daze, it was as if they could truly hear a heartbeat from the abyss. The rhythm was both powerful and bizarre, chilling them to the bone while also being irresistibly alluring.

The moment Xiao Cangqing’s eyes met the sphere of blood, they lit up with an astonishing brilliance.

It was a light woven from greed and desire. The sphere of blood in his hands was no longer a simple object,

but the core essence of the Vampire Ancestor’s heart—a true fountain of power.

An existence capable of overturning everything.

The power contained within it far surpassed that of the ancestral Bloodline Power of the Vampire Clan flowing through his veins.

It contained nearly two-thirds of the Ancestor’s total power, enough to make any living creature tremble.

It was also enough to drive any Vampire insane.

In that instant, magnificent visions flooded Xiao Cangqing’s mind.

He saw himself standing at the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon all creation. The enemies who had once made him feel powerless and frustrated

would now be utterly defenseless before his might.

He could already see it: after he swallowed and refined this sphere of blood,

an unparalleled sense of power would surge through his entire being.

It would allow him to face the experts of the Human Race Supremacy Association,

and defeat them one by one with ease—or even crush them completely.

Xiao Cangqing’s resolve was absolute. Without a moment’s hesitation, he opened his mouth.

Like a beast devouring its prey, he shoved the sphere of supreme power into his mouth.

As the sphere of blood merged into him, Xiao Cangqing’s body began an unprecedented transformation.

His body swelled rapidly. His muscles and bones issued dull cracks as the power washed over them,

reforging his body inch by inch. His face, once so cold and stern,

was now twisted by this power until its original contours were lost, his features blurring into an unrecognizable mask.

He looked like a terrifying statue about to break free from its bindings.

Even more horrifying, wisps of blood-red mist began to seep from his every pore.

The wisps swirled and intertwined in the air, creating a strange and mysterious aura around him.

The mist carried a heavy, nauseating stench of blood.

Amid the pain and torment, an exceptionally bright light gleamed in Xiao Cangqing’s eyes.

It was a complex emotion, a mixture of agony and ecstasy.

He could clearly feel the power of his ancestral bloodline surging madly within him.

It was an immense power, far beyond anything he had ever felt before,

and it was raging through his meridians, pushing him to a whole new level of existence.

The blend of agony and ecstasy caused pained howls to escape involuntarily from Xiao Cangqing’s mouth.

His cries contained both the fear of pushing his body to its absolute limit and the craving for more power.

His body trembled, unable to withstand the force of the impact. Every breath seemed to sap all his strength,

but he gritted his teeth and endured, knowing this would be the most important transformation of his life.

”Do you want to obtain power?” Chu He’s figure landed silently beside Ye Lingyun.