"Indeed, the blood of young people is the most delicious! Moonlight, today I will drink every drop of your blood, and discover the secret of why you're so powerful at such a young age."
Duke Herbert III licked the blood staining his hand and suddenly spoke manically.
Yang Yan deflected Duke Herbert III's swift attacks, staring intently at him.
"Haha! Who would have thought a living new legend would only be this capable? Truly, beneath such renown lies true inadequacy!"
Duke Herbert III once again tore a large chunk of blood from Yang Yan, speaking with a fierce grin.
At this mont, Yang Yan was fully focused on handling the violent storm of attacks from Duke Herbert III, too busy to respond to his mocking.
"Haha! A Titled Powerhouse in his twenties, what exactly brought you to this point?"
Duke Herbert III relentlessly attacked Yang Yan, sneering as he asked.
"Damn it..."
Yang Yan cursed, instinctively wanting to retreat, avoiding the deadly attack.
But Duke Herbert III's attack was faster.
"Got you!"
Duke Herbert III said with a smile.
As his words fell, his claw-like hand plunged directly into Yang Yan's chest.
"Haha! Is this Moonlight's heart? It's indeed young, brimming with vitality!"
Duke Herbert III said with a ferocious grin, then burst into a piercing, maniacal laugh.
Cough, cough!
Yang Yan coughed up mouthfuls of blood, quickly staining his chest.
"As long as I consu your heart, I will know all your secrets."
It was as if Duke Herbert III was speaking to Yang Yan and muttering to himself.
"Do you always arrive so late, forcing to end up in such a sorry state?"
At this mont, Yang Yan smiled slightly, looking past Duke Herbert III.
And Duke Herbert III sensed sothing amiss.
Just as he intended to dodge, a hand also suddenly pierced into his chest.
"This big country's territory like the U.S. is difficult to enter, especially since soone deliberately blocked the path for the Hidden World. I broke through the barrier to get here."
"When the Arbitration Committee cos to inquire, you must explain, or else I have to co again."
The voice from behind Duke Herbert III said, perfectly mirroring Yang Yan's voice.
"What is happening?"
Duke Herbert III painstakingly turned his head to look behind, only to see soone identical to Yang Yan standing there.
At this mont, the hand plunged into his chest belonged to this figure.
"A clone? No! No, not a clone, not a clone..."
Duke Herbert III mumbled.
Finished speaking, his body suddenly transford into countless bats, flying aside to reassemble into human form.
Yang Yan also found relief at this mont.
"Do you always end up in such a ss? This guy should match your current power level now, shouldn't he?"
The other Yang Yan said.
"Hehe! Do you think I want this? The world is deceived by this hypocrite. This guy is much stronger than everyone thinks, at least a margin stronger than Poseidon."
At this mont, Yang Yan looked worn out, speaking feebly.
"Is that so? Then let's kill him."
The other Yang Yan said and transford into a stream of light, rging into Yang Yan's body.
"The Eastern technique of Cutting Three Corpses?"
Duke Herbert III wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, coldly eyeing Yang Yan.
Even though the other Yang Yan didn't cause him substantial harm, the current situation of Yang Yan was bizarre.
With the two Yang Yans rging, his wounds healed instantaneously.
Moreover, his aura began rising steadily, and the surrounding air turned agitated.
"Is this what allows you to kill Poseidon?"
Duke Herbert III pondered and said:
"According to legend, one of your Eastern figures proves the Way by Cutting Three Corpses while the other by One Qi Transford into the Three Pristine Ones, and you've combined both?"
"Letting him exist independently to cultivate, rging only when needed, is that it?"
Yang Yan didn't answer Duke Herbert III but retorted with a cold laugh:
"Hehe, did you enjoy hitting just now?"
Previously, he was in a ss, wondering if Xiaocao and others sensed his bleeding.
If they did, he couldn't imagine their reactions.
But considering the boundaries of this big country, they likely couldn't sense it, right?
"In this state, you do have the qualification to engage in a battle with . However, if it's just to this extent, you'll still not be my match!"
Duke Herbert III said calmly.
"Whether I'm your match, it's not up to you to decide; it's known only after we fight."
After saying that, Yang Yan shot out explosively.
He slashed toward Duke Herbert III's neck like a stream of light.
Puff!
Star Night cut across Duke Herbert III's neck, and his head flew off.
Upon witnessing this, Yang Yan's face didn't show a hint of relief, instead turned even more serious.
This guy was different from ordinary vampires, who would die after being beheaded.
Yang Yan's eyes had turned silver-white.
He coldly watched as Duke Herbert III's head transford into bats and reattached to his body.
"So fast!"
At this mont, the ease from Duke Herbert III was gone.
Now Yang Yan was exerting considerable pressure on him.
"Starlight Slash!"
Yang Yan shouted, fiercely slashing Star Night down.
At this mont, the starlight in the sky was different from before.
Previously, it was beam by beam, now piece by piece.
Just like rain.
Seeing this, Duke Herbert III no longer dared block it like before.
His body started to beco illusory.
The starlight shot through, seemingly passing through his body without causing him any harm.
"Under the starlight, no escape, under Star Night, nothing remains unslain! Dubhe, rak, Phecda, grez, Jade Balance, Kaiyang, Yao Guang."
Yang Yan rapidly ford hand seals while chanting softly.
With each na he recited, the corresponding star in the sky twinkled.
Hearing his chant, Duke Herbert III's expression turned extrely grim.
He extended his hands towards the sky, and a massive wave of blood surged from beside him.
This blood instantly enveloped him, forming a sphere.
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