Chapter 942: Are You Going to Unseal Me or Not?

"His… his blood, why is it black?" Outside the Blood Spirit Clan's stronghold, gasps swept through the crowd. Every gaze-even those from within the clan-was fixed on Frank Yale. Black blood. Even from a distance, they could see it. Every streak of that black blood crackled like lightning, brimming with savage, overwhelming power that weighed on everyone. Boom! With a thunderous crack, the void churned. Clouds gathered, black and heavy. Lightning raged across the sky as if it meant to tear...