Terrible black qi condensed into a blazing hell of black fire in the air. The streaks of qi chaotically dancing everywhere appeared to be solid, to the extent that cries of bitter lamentation rang out.

Vermilion Snow snapped her head to the sky. On her forehead, a blood-red rune was striking to the eye! A ray of soaring red light brightened! Afterwards, her body began to swell at a rate visible to the naked eye!

In New York, ten-odd, and also the only, cultivators at and over Foundation Establishment, all raised their heads. They looked at the sky in shock.

“Such powerful essence force!” An old white man with a stark-white beard suddenly shot up from a sofa and took a long stride forward. “This… is that mysterious overseer from the House of Dracul?”

“Mid Marquis… but the feeling it gives off… is like facing a Grand Duke! Oh, that’s right… there’s a very small presence of a Grand Duke’s prestige… She was so strong?”

In a Manhattan villa with a black wolf’s head drawn on it, two men stood up at the same time.

“Is this her true power?”

“No wonder, no wonder even though we sent so many assassins that none of them succeeded! She’s much more powerful than other mid Marquises!”

In the sky, following a rumbling screech, a white nine-tailed fox that Xu Yangyi was all too familiar...