Chapter 225 - Emerging from Isolation, and the Invasion of the Vampiric Empire
A dragon pattern vaguely covered the pitch-black body of the blade.
One could sense a faint yet intimidating sword aura coming from it.
The Dragonslayer was obviously a better sword compared to the Bloodthirst.
It was truly something worthy of being classified as a power item.
The blade managed to achieve the power of a mid-tier power item, skipping the stage of being a low-tier one entirely.
While the difference between low-tier and mid-tier power items did not seem to be much, the powers represented by the tier difference were actually significant.
If Chu Yunfan were to make a move again, he would not have needed to summon the thunder dragon again, for that Dragonslayer blade alone would have enabled him to sink an American aircraft carrier.
That was a feat deemed near impossible for a low-tier power item.
Both parties suffered great losses.
Since then, the Vampiric Empire never dared to set foot on Huaxian soil any longer.
The vampires bared their fangs out in the open yet again after spending nearly 100 years recuperating, and it was the Huaxian cultivators that they were after.
The leading vampire was also someone that even the Huaxian cultivators were very familiar with, for he was none other than Count Dracula, the one who led the Vampiric Empire’s forces and cultivators from many other nations, to attack Huaxia back in the day.
About 100 hundred years had passed since then, and that king of vampires had completely recovered apparently. He pulled something that shocked the entire world of cultivators of Huaxia, on the very day he stepped foot onto Huaxian soil.
Several days ago, on the brightly lit base of the WuTang Clan in the WuTang Mountains.
As one of the topmost heritages among all found in Huaxian soil, the WuTang Clan was deemed the Shaolin Temple’s equal.
It was said that the south revered the WuTang while the north, the Shaolin.
That saying alone was more than enough to demonstrate the prestige of the WuTang Clan.
It was especially so after spirit qi was restored to the planet. The clan, which had been struggling to survive for ages, brought the age-old heritage to the fore, nurturing a great many renowned fighters in a very short period of time, shaking the cultivators of the south. Its influence became so great that it seemed as if the WuTang Clan had become one of the leaders among the cultivators of the south.
The clan’s prestige and status were recovering at a frightening rate, approaching what they had been several hundred years ago.
A faint barrier enveloped the entire clan’s estate, on top of its majestic temples, which served as a measure to fend off both invaders, as well as pesky tourists.
A group of figures clad in black was moving at a frightening speed to the top of the clan in the dark of night.
One could vaguely tell those beings to be of blonde hair and blue eyes. They were of very pale complexion and wore black robes. What stood out most, however, were the webbed wings that grew out of their backs. They were huge and powerful enough to give them sustained flight.