Chapter 202: Chapter 202: A Prince Like That, Our Blood Race Still Has 11 More

’Damn it! The Holy Artifact of our Blood Race... destroyed in my hands!’

Brooks gazed at the White Bone Armor as it disintegrated into a fine, white mist before his eyes.

His heart sank straight into a bottomless abyss.

This battle had branded Brooks a sinner to his entire Blood Race.

To the Blood Race as a whole, the importance of a Holy Artifact far outweighed that of a Prince.

However, Brooks quickly snapped back to reality.

He snapped back because there was a far more pressing matter at hand. The Holy Artifact was only destroyed because he had severely underestimated Chu He’s strength.

’Is this guy really just an ordinary human?’

’How could he have cultivated such a crude form of Martial Arts to such a pinnacle of perfection?’

He had originally relied on the protection of the White Bone Armor, formed from the Bone Zither, thinking he could slaughter Chu He without a single flaw in his defense.

But now the tables had turned, and he was the one about to be slaughtered.

Chu He’s fist still pulsed with blinding white light, lightning slithering around it like a viper’s tongue.

Then, it grew, filling Brooks’s vision.

In that instant, Brooks felt himself drowning in a deafening roar of thunder.

Without the protection of the White Bone Armor, Brooks’s body was helpless against the might of Chu He’s fist, which was wreathed in his Thunder Skill.

It was instantly torn to shreds, the fragments of his body churned into nothingness by the roiling lightning.

The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique within Chu He’s body unleashed a black vortex once more,

which refined Brooks’s body and the True Sun Fire into pure energy before feeding it directly into his Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul immediately pounced on this pure energy, frantically absorbing it.

In that moment, the Nascent Soul became incomparably solid.

"Worthy of one of the twelve Princes of the Vampire Clan. One of him is worth more than all those other dancing clowns."

Chu He stretched his arms and twisted his waist.

His task of consolidating his new realm was finally complete.

As he moved, his bones shifted and popped, letting out a series of cracks like firecrackers.

WHOOSH!

Waves of blood-red mist began to permeate the area.

The mist was condensing primarily around the members of the Vampire Clan. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

’These members of the Vampire Clan... if I’m not mistaken, they must all be from the Riemoer Clan.’

’After all, they came here with Prince Brooks of the Riemoer Clan.’

Soon, shrouded by the bloody mist, the figures of the Vampire Clan members flickered in and out of sight.

Finally, one by one, they transformed into bats and tried to flee in the opposite direction.

"You’ve prepared such a grand feast for me. It would be a shame if you left before the banquet ends. That wouldn’t be in keeping with the gentlemanly etiquette the Lighthouse Empire is so fond of promoting."

Chu He stood his ground, his gaze like a torch, fixed on the flock of bats as they receded into the distance.

At this moment, the sunset faded, and night fell.

With a flick of his wrist, the air rippled as if strummed by an unseen hand, sending a subtle tremor through the currents.

Just then, his palm trembled as an immense power gathered within. He slowly opened his hand, and a miraculous sight unfolded.

It was no ordinary flame, but a dazzling cluster of golden fire,

like the purest light of dawn, suddenly blossoming in the boundless night sky.

This was no mundane fire. It floated light and ethereal in mid-air,

each wisp of light radiating a heart-stopping warmth and majesty that banished the surrounding darkness without a trace.

The bats, once so desperate to flee, felt this sudden power and stopped flapping their wings.

Their eyes revealed an unprecedented terror and confusion.

These Vampires, who could be called kings of the night,

who by all rights should have been fearless, now found themselves facing an irresistible, divine power.

They could only hover helplessly in mid-air, their gazes locked on the swaying, incandescent golden flames.

Chu He acted without hesitation, abruptly clenching his hands into fists.

An indescribable power erupted in that instant.

With this motion, the cluster of golden flames seemed to gain a soul of its own. It began to expand and twist wildly, as fast as a prairie fire swept by a gale,

or a river of stars flowing in reverse, crashing back toward the bats with unstoppable momentum.

Wherever the fire passed, the very air seemed to ignite, letting out a series of sharp cracks—a testament to the friction between extreme heat and space itself.

The bats let out shrill shrieks, trying once more to take flight, but in the face of that golden tide of flame, all their struggles were futile.

The flames moved like a conscious entity, weaving nimbly through the swarm.

Every bat they touched was instantly annihilated, leaving behind only wisps of smoke that slowly vanished into the night.

"Chu He, we are proud members of the Blood Race! You killed a Prince of the Riemoer Clan today,

and now you intend to keep all of us here as well?

Our vast Blood Race will never let you get away with this!

You should know, the Blood Race has eleven other Princes just like Brooks!"

One of the bats turned and shrieked at Chu He in terror, creating the absurd sight of a bat speaking human words.

"If I don’t kill you today, would you let me go? Or perhaps you’d absolve me of responsibility for killing your Prince?"

Chu He retorted sarcastically.

The bat fell silent, able only to watch as it was engulfed by the golden tide,

before being painlessly evaporated into nothing.

’These Low Level members of the Vampire Clan don’t possess even a shred of divinity.’

’This means that within the Vampire Clan, this divinity is only found among the Princes and those of higher rank.’

"Truly worthy of being the strongest on Blue Star. The pressure he gives off is just too intense."

"Taking on so many at once... I mean, who else on all of Blue Star can do that?"

"This is getting good. Now only Vishnu of the White Elephant Empire is left. What’s he going to do? He barely escaped last time after getting both his arms chopped off. Think he’ll be that lucky again?"

"..."

This dramatic reversal of fortunes

sent a flood of netizens with Great Xia Empire IP addresses rushing back into the livestream channel,

where they gleefully unleashed a torrent of mockery against their rivals.

Chu He’s performance had been nothing short of breathtaking.

Even citizens from Empires with no grudge against Great Xia had thought Chu He was doomed.

Yet Chu He had, in full view of the world, slain one opponent after another with absolute, crushing force.

Not a single opponent had been able to put up a fight.

Even the infamous Prince of the Vampire Clan, who had arrived personally with a Holy Artifact, was obliterated by Chu He in just a few punches.

All at once, the flying livestream drones in the sky swiveled in unison, their cameras locking onto Vishnu.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Vishnu’s expression flickered, and he cursed inwardly.

’Before I even had a chance to make a move, those so-called allies were all slaughtered by Chu He alone.’

’If I had known it would turn out like this, I never would have let them trick me into coming here!’