C390 Your blood will be used to pay respects to tens of thousands of people!

With the light barrier broken, Yang An opened his eyes.

The instant Yang An opened his eyes, two extremely piercing flames rose out.

Yang An slowly sat up. Other than his face, all the fur on his body was slightly fluttering.

The old face that used to be forty to fifty years old now seemed to have turned twenty, and looked extremely young.

"This power …"

Yang An's palm slightly clasped together, not even looking at Mu Lei and the others.

He closed his eyes and felt something.

"Whew."

Yang An let out a light breath, and actually spat out a flame that was several meters long.

Flames churned as tongues of flame engulfed the area, like the flames of an undead bird.

"Should I thank you?"

Yang An's gaze finally shifted, and landed on Qin Ming in the end.

His originally black pupils were now like two burning suns, golden and resplendent.

When their eyes accidentally landed on the Thunderfire Manor Cultivators, they felt as if their eyes were seeing the sun without any protection. A wave of scorching heat caused them to subconsciously turn their heads away.

"A dead man doesn't need to thank."

Qin Ming took a step forward, and his clothes fluttered without wind.

Looking at Yang An who seemed to be a dozen years younger, there was a trace of ridicule on his face.

Other than Yang An himself, no one would know what Yang An had experienced.

At least, Qin Ming was certain that the things Yang An had encountered were completely different from his own.

After all, he had the black pearl, which was why he had encountered that illusionary painting.

But even though it seemed as if Yang An had obtained great benefits, that rotten aura would never lie no matter what.

"What does it matter? I have already grasped the power. As long as I kill you to replenish your blood essence, there will still be time. "

Yang An spread open his arms, and two bulges actually appeared on his back. After a "ripping" sound, a pair of wings tore his back and emerged.

The feathers on its surface looked as if they had been sculpted by a top-notch craftsman and were incomparably exquisite.

The strength of the flame surged on it. There was a thread of bright red mixed within the golden color.

At this moment, he was in an incomparably good state, but he was also in an incomparably poor state.

The good thing was that he felt a power that he had never felt before, and a rebirth.

What was lacking was that his blood essence and life force seemed to have withered to a state that could disappear at any time.

Once it was truly gone, he would be completely dead.

This feeling was as if he was undergoing some kind of metamorphosis. The energy he had prepared wasn't enough and it had forcefully consumed his own source energy and life force.

He could still make a move now.

More importantly, he was much stronger than before!

Wings spread across the sky, and Yang An looked down at him.

In his eyes, there was no need to say anything more!

"Leave it to me this time."

Before Qin Ming even had the chance to make his move, a voice rang out.

Lei Huowang who was holding onto the treasure sword stood in mid air, the sword in his hand was already filled with cracks, even a part of the sword tip had disappeared.

However, the killing intent in those eyes was extremely strong.

Qin Ming who was initially prepared to take action was startled, but immediately nodded his head.

"Be careful, even though the current Yang An is extremely short on space, his strength has received a brand-new boost."

Qin Ming reminded them.

Mu Lei did not reply, but the treasure sword in his hand started to release a bright light.

"Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice 10,000 people!"

Mu Lei looked at Yang An, and said word by word.

Because of Yang An, Mu Gang had launched a sneak attack on him.

Because of Yang An, after dozens of years of being reunited with his old brothers, they would not rest until one side died.

Because of Yang An, both of their hands and feet were crippled, and they had all died today.

How could Mu Lei not hate him?

This kind of price might not be considered heavy for Thunderfire Manor, as long as Mu Lei still existed, he would still be that Thunderfire Manor.

But to Mu Lei, it was as if he had cut off a few pieces of meat from his heart.

Now that his old brothers had all died a miserable death, Mu Yun even chose to rush into the Thousand Lightning Prison Realm to cultivate.

Turning back, only Mu Shuyao was left by his side.

"With just you?"

Yang An said with a cold smile.

That extremely young face carried a disdainful smile.

Originally, he had some fear towards Mu Lei. After all, Mu Lei's cultivation was a bit stronger than his.

However, he was a Body Cultivator. Although he was afraid, he was not afraid when it came to actual combat.

But now, he only felt that his strength was ever so tyrannical. Mu Lei, who was originally slightly afraid of him, was no longer in his eyes.

As long as he could maintain this state, where in the world was he not allowed to go?

Once he had completely adjusted his strength, no one would be able to stop him!

"Sword Falling Star!"

Mu Lei was too lazy to even say a word, the sword in his hand buzzed.

With regards to Yang An's killing intent, he could not wait any longer.

"Buzz buzz!"

In Mu Lei's hand, the long sword trembled violently.

Every time it trembled, a wave of spiritual energy would appear in the air.

The world seemed to have a sense of extreme oppression, as if something was brewing.

"Swoosh!"

Finally, when the buzzing sound of the sword in Mu Lei's hand became even louder and louder, Mu Lei loosened his grip on the sword.

"Buzz!"

The sound of an explosion came from the air, and the ripples in the air suddenly stopped.

On top of Mu Lei's long sword, there seemed to be a star flashing.

Even the tip of the longsword had already shattered, yet it was carrying an incomparably tyrannical might as it charged towards Yang An.

Although it sounded slow, it was actually incomparably fast and nimble!

His sword slashed across the horizon, and the sword beam shone as if it had cut through the stars, directly heading towards Yang An!

"Fantastic."

Facing a sword strike that seemed to pierce through the stars, Yang An let out a cold laugh. As the wings behind his back flapped, the flames became more and more tyrannical.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the sword aura that was like a comet assaulting the moon arrived in front of Yang An.

The hand closed slightly and squeezed gently.

The sound of an explosion could be heard, and the buzzing sound could be heard incessantly.

The sword in Yang An's hand trembled uncontrollably, and a terrifying energy surged out, a dazzling light flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

However, Yang An's palm that was holding onto the longsword was as steady as Mt.

The seemingly invincible and incomparably terrifying longsword had been casually broken by Yang An just like that!

"This kind of strength is not enough."

Looking at the continuously buzzing and struggling in his palm, Yang An said sarcastically. The extremely sharp longsword that should have broken everything, said.

This was power!

In the face of true strength, things that previously seemed invincible and feared the most were only things that could be easily broken through.

"Go back."

With a casual wave of his hand, the longsword was swung towards Mu Lei with an astonishing speed.

This speed was even greater than before!