Chapter 312: Opening the Blood Tomb

"Boom!" A tidal wave of blood aura detonated outward. Rubble ahead burst apart as Tyson Mallin, the Death Hall's young master, let his killing intent run wild. Scarlet light flickered in Benson Santee's eyes. A taboo presence spread from him in cutting waves. "Wraith Slash!" The killing move snapped into place. A forbidden art of the Pentos Sect erupted with savage intent. "Rumble!" Even the altar cracked as a blood-colored sword radiance surged out like a waterfall. Wherever it passed, stones...