Outside Central Imperial City, Nie Xiangzi and Lord Xue Chen stood facing each other. The army of the Immortal Vampires had already retreated, leaving enough space for the two of them to fight.
"I've long wanted to meet the Ten Divine Scions of Fane of Truth. Nie Xiangzi, I hope you won't disappoint me." Lord Xue Chen's smiling eyes were filled with malicious intent, and his body emitted a strong fighting spirit.
Nie Xiangzi was not bothered by his provocative words at the slightest. "Just attack," he said flatly.
"Nie Xiangzi—the scion that has been known for his indifferent personality, I want to see how long you can maintain your attitude." Lord Xue Chen's aura suddenly soared.
As Lord Xue Chen waved his hands, a majestic blood Qi surged out and turned into a vast sea of blood rolling toward Nie Xiangzi.