Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

Ahhhh...

Nick screamed frantically.

At the same time, he was again violently kicked in the chest by Xia Liu.

Nick, with the cultivation of a Duke, was severely injured on the spot.

Moreover, a golden light appeared on his arm!

"That's the Holy Light Power!"

"The Sun God's Power of Light!"

"My God! How could he possess such terrifying power!"

"It's horrifying! How could he possess Holy Power!"

When they felt the power emanating from the golden light, the vampires present all trembled in fear.

Gazing straight at the dazzling light, they felt as if their souls were being scorched.

In the world, the only thing that could harm the Blood Clan to this extent was the legendary Sun God Power!

"Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose here?" Prince Lante finally panicked.

Possessing the Sun God Power, for the Blood Clan, meant destructive power.

Everyone in the hall did not dare to make any rash moves.

Xia Liu's own strength was formidable, and with Holy Power on top of that, not even the Blood Clan Dukes could stand against him—perhaps only the legendary Prince could.

It's just a pity that the Princes hadn't appeared for thousands of years, otherwise, the Blood Clan would not have fallen to such a state.

"Do you all still remember Kathleen?" Xia Liu asked sternly.

"Kathleen?"

"She's an Imperial Princess!"

"Princess Kathleen!"

"Could it be he came here for Princess Kathleen!"

"That's bad! Princess Kathleen was by us..."

When Xia Liu mentioned Kathleen, many vampires started becoming unsettled.

They all remembered the events of the past.

Back then, at this very place, Kathleen was pressured by everyone.

Her Duke-level cultivation was forcibly abolished.

"Are you here to vindicate Princess Lin?" Prince Lante's heart also trembled—after all, he had been the orchestrator of that event.

If Xia Liu had indeed come for revenge on behalf of Kathleen, he himself might very likely be killed!

"I've said it before— the Blood Clan needs reform!" Xia Liu declared. He swung the Golden Spirit Sword, and the brains of a row of Marquises on his left were severed by the Sword Qi.

Hiss...

Seeing Xia Liu sweep his hand and kill several clansmen, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

They had never experienced the fear of death.

Because of the Blood Clan's uniqueness, even if they were injured, they could rely on their own bloodline for rapid recovery.

Even if their bodies were punctured by bullets, they would suffer no harm.

But when they faced Holy Power, their bloodline was of no use.

Not only could wounds not heal by themselves, but Holy Power would also devour their bodies and souls.

Xia Liu's method of intimidation immediately elicited fear among all the Blood Clan present.

They dreaded death the most because they possessed lifespans far exceeding normal humans.

They cherished their own lives immensely.

Now, faced with such a strong threat, their inherent servility was invoked.

If it weren't for waiting for Prince Lante to give an order, they likely would have knelt on the ground immediately.

No matter the Imperial Family of Ou Country or the Blood Clan, in the face of Holy Power, there was only submission.

"I'm sorry, Princess Kathleen, she's my sister, I shouldn't have treated her that way..." Faced with Xia Liu's oppression, Prince Lante eventually bowed his head.

In the face of Holy Power, the Blood Clan were merely objects to be slaughtered; to save his own lineage, he had to bow his head.

As Lante apologized, from below the steps, Kathleen began to tremble with excitement.

Xia Liu had done it, using a method of intimidation mixed with bloodshed.

Although many people had died, for them, it might have been a form of redemption.

"Also, you must immediately lift her Blood Curse," Xia Liu pointed at Mo Wanqing and said.

"Okay." Lante didn't think twice; he immediately lifted the Blood Curse from Mo Wanqing.

He bit his own fingertip, smearing the orange-red blood on Mo Wanqing's red lips.

Suddenly, Mo Wanqing came to her senses.

Looking around at the unfamiliar environment and people of different skin colors, Mo Wanqing couldn't speak a word.

Although she had experienced many things, waking up suddenly to such a scenario was shocking.

She couldn't react to anything.

Just as Mo Wanqing was stunned, Kathleen stepped forward and grabbed her arm, "Don't be afraid, this is Huasheng City, you just had memory loss, but you've just recovered."

Kathleen comforted Mo Wanqing softly in Huaxia language.

"Who are they? Why did I lose my memory?" Mo Wanqing looked around, not recognizing anyone.

Kathleen spoke in Huaxia language, giving her a feeling of warmth.

"Miss Wanqing, don't panic, they aren't bad people..." Kathleen continued soothingly, hearing the panic in Mo Wanqing's voice.

"Hello, I have done as you commanded..."

"You shut up first!" Just as Lante was about to speak, Xia Liu suddenly interrupted.

Lante dared not argue, but the many Dukes and Martial Artists in the audience were subtly becoming agitated.

Xia Liu had touched the bottom line of the Blood Clan!

Although he possessed Holy Power, although he was a Huaxia Cultivator.

The Blood Clan was not merely those present at the scene.

During the Cultivator Era, the Blood Clan was capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Huaxia's High-Strength Cultivators.

Even now that the Blood Clan had declined,

it wasn't possible for a single Cultivator to control the entire Blood Clan.

Xia Liu's aggressive attitude caught Mo Wanqing's attention.

But since his appearance was still that of Harry, Mo Wanqing couldn't understand the familiarity she felt in her heart toward him.

Many of the Dukes in the Ross Family exchanged looks, knowing they could not escape today's predicament.

Xia Liu was representing Kathleen to seek justice, and the word 'reform' made it clear to them.

Just as Xia Liu was about to speak, suddenly, at least ten figures emerged.

"Huaxia Cultivator, you've crossed the line," one of the Dukes from the Ross family coldly stated.

"Oh? How have I crossed the line?" Xia Liu responded.

"According to the agreement signed a thousand years ago between our clan and your Huaxia, the Blood Clan was not to enter Huaxia territory, and Cultivators were not to act within our territory. Today, you killed so many of our people, would you not say that is crossing the line?"

"Is there really such an agreement?" Xia Liu nodded slightly, it's no wonder he hadn't heard of the Blood Clan in Huaxia; apparently, there had been many such stories in the past.

But recently, the Ross family had encroached on the Wanqing Group, clearly intending to break the agreement.

Looking at this, they had already obtained a lot of information.

Huaxia Cultivators had become very rare, and even if there were any, they wouldn't be many.

Given the extremely long lifespans of the Blood Clan and the many strong Dukes with high Cultivation levels,

they were undoubtedly not willing to accept their previous failures and wanted to strike against Huaxia again.

"Does your Ross family's intrusion into a Huaxia company not count as violating the agreement?"

"Humph! So what if it does! After so many years, your Huaxia Cultivators are almost extinct! The Blood Clan will eventually rule the world!" a powerful Duke of the Ross family declared.

"So, Huaxia Cultivators are an obstacle for you, and thus you've begun to eliminate them?"