Golden could feel his blood related descendants escape from the mansion. His eyes looked at his skin, and anger flashed on his red pupils. Although his blood essence had recovered a lot, it still wasn"t perfect, and there were still a few defects to his regrown body. The left leg that he had to connect back had a somewhat empty sensation in it, and a quick look in its direction showed him that the skin there was much paler than on the rest of his body. The imperfections of his body made it difficult for him."Hiding again, little mouse?", banter towards Fell escaped from his lips. His bloodied eyes darted left and right and searched every nook and cranny of the ceiling. But to no avail, as he didn"t get even a single speck of aura from the youth.
Fell had since long shut down his pores, hidden his breath, and had even gone to the point of stopping his respiration. His first objective had been a slight success, and a few members of the leading n.o.ble families had managed to run away from the ma.s.sacre. His hiding position wasn"t far from under the pathway that led to the courtyard, and as the majority of the escapee had darted there, he knew that Golden would surely do the same.
He patiently waited with his eyes closed. His battle intent magnified his senses, and every small noise in the silent ballroom was heard with a crystal clarity. He heard a heavy footstep approach the pathway that led to the courtyard; albeit slow and hurried, he sensed that one in two steps wasn"t as heavy as the other.
He knew that those sounds were produced by Golden. But nonetheless, he couldn"t be more cautious due to the fact that the opponent still didn"t reveal his technique apart from the control he had over blood.
Then the footsteps stopped right in front of the pathway. Sadly, no direct angle was apparent to Fell for a hidden attack, and preparing the spatial seal couldn"t be done in the current situation. He could only wait to secure a deadly blow, or risk it and avoid being injured. He decided to wait as it served his goal of the stopping the a.s.similation of his family members.
Golden gazed at the pathway with a smile that wasn"t really genuine. His face portrayed the calmness of a middle-aged man in the apex of his youth; if taken out of the horrid scene, he could even be said to exude a respectable and amiable feeling. Yet Golden"s twisted mind only thought about the lack of blood essence his body was facing, yet the hunger for blood in his mind didn"t stop his rational thoughts.
"Fine, you win.", he exclaimed in a sigh. "Your annoying antics have gained my complete attention… Your body is quite advanced in its cultivation, and the blood that courses through your vein must be quite nourishing!", a twisted grin drew itself on his face. A savage look appeared on his face and even started to radiate from his body.
The crimson red of his eyes intensified, and an illuminating glow flashed a powerful light around him. Hundreds of sounds entered Fell"s ears; he opened his eyes in disgust as those sounds were very similar crawling and sc.r.a.ping noises that made a chill run down his spine.
"What the f-!", he nearly spoke out loud. The bits and sc.r.a.ps of corpse all over the ballroom were creepily sliding along the marbled floor. Their slow, yet steady advance toward Golden gave the image a h.e.l.lish vision that would forever be ingrained in Fell"s mind. The body part would detach themselves from the numerous bodies as if they gained consciousness, and make their way toward Golden.
A terrible sensation overtook Fell as he felt that something terrible was going to happen. Although he managed to stop Golden from acquiring the blood essence of his family members, he couldn"t stop the man from scavenging the rest of the corpses. He didn"t know what would happen in case he absorbed them; his legs nearly stomped on the ceiling, sending him toward the position where the chunks of carca.s.ses were going to.
Thankfully he managed to stop himself and decided to wait patiently and see the next course of action of his opponent. Golden"s control of blood made it easy for him to have the terrain"s advantage, but Fell"s advantage laid in the fact that he was currently hidden. And he wasn"t ready to throw this minute leverage as Golden would use the corpses anyway.
The bits of corpses traveled a fair distance and arrived near Golden. But contrary to what happened with the leading families" bodies, the chunk of flesh didn"t turn into liquid before absorption; but formed a layer over Golden"s body. Sounds of squirming flesh expanding and contracting resounded through the empty ballroom, and before long, the layers upon layers of body parts turned into an armored defense surrounding Golden"s body.
"Now, let me see if that blade of yours can cut through my defenses.", Golden"s voice spread through the ballroom, taunting Fell. But the young cultivator stood his ground and didn"t fall for the man"s provocation.
"You think that you can hide from me!?", exclaimed Golden with a twisted grin, bits of blood and flesh were on his uncovered face. "Did you forget about my control over blood? I thought you were more intelligent than that…", with a thought from Golden"s mind. He rotated the blood in his body and ignited his blood essence. The armored flesh surrounding his physique turned ablaze, and Fell felt his heart rate augment in a split second.
Fell"s well cultivated physique rotated without his own will. And his figure appeared in Golden"s mind with crystal clarity in his blazing red eyes.
"Found you…", Golden added with a joyful tone before stepping forward. His feet left a deep dent in the marbled floor, and his body disappeared from its position, reappearing right behind Fell with a clenched fist ready to be sent forward.