The Blood Of The Lord

The Rise of the Ruler (The Change)

The dark energy from the formation suddenly bound Zhou Long’s body like invisible chains. His sword trembled in his hand, and an immense pressure seemed to crush his body, making it hard to breathe.

Zhou Long struggled, exerting all his strength. “This technique… you shouldn’t be able to use it!” he shouted angrily.

Chen Wu remained calm. He stepped forward, his intimidating aura growing stronger. Zhou Long, usually cold and confident, began to lose his composure. Patriarch Tianlong, still wounded, looked at Chen Wu with a mix of shock and hope.

“Chen Wu…” The Patriarch’s voice was weak, but trust shone in his eyes.

Chen Wu did not turn to him; his focus was entirely on Zhou Long. “You thought you could threaten my people without consequences? You are gravely mistaken,” Chen Wu said coldly.

Zhou Long gave a bitter laugh, even as his body became harder to move. “This power… whose is it really? Yours? Or something controlling your body? Look at yourself, Chen Wu. You are no longer human