Ten moves later, the Bloodclothed Venerable fused with the Bloodfire Demon Flower, and the few hundred vines formed into a massive whip. When the whip flew out, the nine dragons wailed and collapsed on the ground. This made Young Master Wushuang throw out a mouthful of blood, with the aura he gave off plummeting.

“How is this possible?” Young Master Wushuang raised his head and looked at the Bloodclothed Venerable with disbelief.

“Haha. Do you want to let me have three moves with only this much strength? You’re a joke!” The Bloodclothed Venerable laughed, before she charged forth.

As the two exchanged another three moves, Young Master Wushuang failed to take a move and was forced to retreat, throwing out a...