C437 Fusion of the Ancestral Blood

Atop the Statue of Liberty, the struggle for the Ancestral Blood concluded with the Blood Clan's utter defeat.

Hovering above Ye Yu, the six wings of the Angel's Soul gently wafted, suspended midair.

His golden eyes exuded limitless authority, and the greatsword in his grasp shimmered brilliantly.

Below, members of the Blood Tribe gazed upward at the Angel's Soul