C471 Conflict!

"Not good!" Lin Hao's complexion changed as he took in the scene before him. With a powerful push off the ground, he shot toward the Bloodscribe sword hanging in midair with a whoosh.

"Blood Mahamudra!"

In mid-flight, Lin Hao waved his arms, and a gigantic Blood Mahamudra began to form in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Mahamudra had grown to cover the entire sky