Flying Haze's brilliance unsettled anyone who looked at it. The vampire prince was shocked, his ashen face equally filled with anger and surprise. His opponent had already taken into account the escape plan that he had been preparing for so long. The wings on his back had beat wildly, shooting him up into the sky, only to find out that Flying Haze had been lying in ambush. Wang Sheng, who was deeply skilled in sword control, had no plans to let the enemy flee so easily. He rapidly tapped with his sword finger, making Flying Haze accelerate again. Gucci Vlad had only just begun to surge up when the sword cleaved through the air and struck the vampire prince's back. Wang Sheng's goal was simple: damage the vampire's wings enough to make it impossible for him to escape. However, although Gucci Vlad had suffered a heavy loss at Wang Sheng's hands, his arrogance should not be mistaken for foolishness. Gucci Vlad knew all too well that his blood wings represented his speed and power, and that they were the key to breaking free of his predicament. In that crucial instance, He thrust his left claw forward. Flying Haze plunged into his palm and emerged at the elbow, leaving thin, strange trails of dark-red blood. Wang Sheng didn't expect the vampire prince to let Flying Haze pierce through his arm just to forcibly change its direction. Gucci Vlad let out a muffled grunt. His wings beat with savage force, making him ascend like a bolt. Wang Sheng's eyes flashed cyan as lightning wrapped around him. He then launched himself into the sky, pursuing the vampire prince. Forcibly crossing such a large distance in an instant used a terrifying amount of enchanted power. Unhanding Spiritless, Wang Sheng joined two sword fingers and moved his hands blindingly fast amid the flashing lightning. He pushed his Sword-Controlling Art to its limit. The sword has no beginning, the sword has no end! Limitless heaven and earth, pierce the clouds and chase the wind! Wang Sheng unleashed the Wind-Chasing Sword, a technique that normally required two practitioners, as if it took no effort at all. Flying Haze and Spiritless pursued the vampire prince like two sky-swallowing azure dragons. Amid the chase, they interlaced, seemingly intent on tearing the foreign devil apart. Gucci Vlad turned and roared in fury. Wang Sheng couldn't care less what he said; all he focused on was maximizing his Sword-Controlling Art. Another strange fluctuation swept the air. Gucci Vlad flickered again, vanishing and then reappearing a hundred meters away. As a consequence, he now had two to three irregular gaps in his once-formidable frame, as if it could no longer bear the strain. It seemed even a vampire prince had to pay a price to teleport. Wang Sheng's attacks earlier had already worn away much of Gucci Vlad's strength. After two desperate escape attempts, he had almost depleted his energy. When he reappeared, he poured everything into his wings without hesitation and fled westward at full speed, ready to channel even more force into them if necessary. Wind and lightning rolled in his wake as he fled. After a brief hesitation, Wang Sheng moved through the air with a few long strides and landed on Flying Haze, which had returned. He had no intention of letting the vampire prince go. Opportunities for fair duels were rare, and he intended to see this one through to the end. He turned to his senior sister. "Senior Sister, wait for Master and the others. I'll handle this." "Be careful," Mu Wanxuan immediately replied. Wang Sheng nodded and smiled faintly. Mu Wanxuan watched him fly west on Flying Haze. After a few seconds of hesitation, she stepped onto Ice Crystal and followed him. However, she couldn't fly as quickly using her object-control technique, and she had no special method that could make her faster. She relied purely on the depth of her enchanted power. By the time she rose a thousand meters, the two figures had already disappeared from her sight. Junior Brother… fine… Mu Wanxuan pouted and immediately reported the situation to their master and mistress. She also opened the map on her phone and watched the red dot, which marked the vampire prince's coordinates, flashing on the projection. The Hua Republic had a dedicated monitoring satellite to track him. Wang Sheng didn't have to consult a map as he raced through the sky. Throughout the entire chase, Gucci Vlad could not escape the range of Wang Sheng's spiritual consciousness. His opponent, who had been full of swagger half an hour earlier, could now only maintain a mere grotesque, monstrous guise. Blood light surged around him, yet some of his injuries didn't heal quickly. Wang Sheng was about two kilometres behind Gucci Vlad. Though the lightning coiled around his Flowing Celestial Robe did not add to his speed, the sight of it was dramatic. The vampire prince and the young sword cultivator of the Hua Republic had entered a deadly game of tag. Chi Ling's office, Hua Republic. "Chief! The satellite just captured a set of images. It looks like Daoist Master Fei Yu won and is now chasing down the vampire prince!" a flushed-faced young secretary exclaimed with excitement. Chi Ling nodded calmly. She then resumed watching the looping video clips of Wang Sheng and Gucci Vlad's duel, which Mu Wanxuan had sent, on her phone. "Edit these videos and have them posted. Start building momentum on foreign networks." The secretary quickly complied. On the vast snowy plains near the borders of Saros. While flying west, Qing Yanzi and the seven to eight Daoist elders whom he had gathered received notifications from the Special Investigation Unit almost simultaneously. Among them were the edited clips of Wang Sheng's battle with the vampire prince, which deeply shook the Daoist elders. "Why didn't he wait for us before engaging the vampire prince?" "Everyone, let's not be careless," Qing Yanzi worriedly reminded. "We have to hurry before the situation takes a turn for the worse." A master's concern for disciples outweighed most things. The Daoist elders agreed and set off, though a couple wanted to remind Qing Yanzi that their flying techniques could not match Wang Sheng and the vampire prince's speed. Damn it! Why is this Hua Republic cultivator so hard to deal with?! The vampire prince flew with growing instability, but he still pushed himself to keep moving. He dared not stop. Wang Sheng, who now wielded Spiritless once more, had closed the distance to about six hundred metres. His gaze remained calm, as if the vampire's attempt to escape was a trifling matter. I can escape! I absolutely will! The vampire prince had begun to cheer himself on. However, he had used up most of the power that he could draw from his blood. He had also nearly exhausted his bloodline power. I can heal from these wounds. Surviving is better than dying. The terrifying cultivator from the Hua Republic was right behind him, ready to take his life at any moment. As he used up his remaining power, his condition worsened so much that he could hardly hold on. Names flickered through his mind as he searched for strong allied vampires nearby. If even just one of them could rush to his aid and stall Wang Sheng for a moment, he could gain a sliver of hope. Unfortunately, they were in Sarosian territory. No one could save him here but himself. If he could flee beyond Saros's borders, he could find a black market where vampires and other cultivators gathered. Someone might be able to block the Hua Republic cultivator there. With a possible destination in mind, Gucci Vlad pushed himself to fly faster. Wang Sheng forced his enchanted power to its limit just to barely keep up with the vampire's speed. They swept past the forests and mountains beneath them. Soon, they passed over denser villages and small towns. Each sight lasted only moments, though the chase went on for a while. The vampire refused to surrender, while Wang Sheng refused to relent. The two were locked in a strange standoff. Follow current novels on noᴠelfire.net Ten minutes passed, then twenty. By then, Wang Sheng had driven Gucci Vlad above a thriving city. The shrill blare of air raid sirens filled the air. However, Saros had no truly formidable cultivators who could intervene. Its people could only watch helplessly as the "fair" battle unfolded above their capital. Where have we flown to now? Wang Sheng wondered briefly amid the chase. He never once slowed down. It didn't matter where the prince fled; Wang Sheng resolved that he would kill him today. He would not stop until he had accomplished that goal, even if it meant circling the globe twice. They left the city and soon passed another town. Most of the Saros Empire's population was concentrated in its western regions. There, witnesses captured images and footage of the terrifying vampire and the sword-wielding cultivator pursuing him. The files quickly spread across networks both within and beyond Saros. Soon, Wang Sheng and the vampire prince passed the capital of Saros. They clashed briefly above it, which only worsened Gucci Vlad's condition. Their short exchange had injured his right hand and disheveled him further. Wang Sheng had nearly cut him down. If it weren't for his teleportation, Gucci Vlad would already have fallen to Wang Sheng's sword. With his power nearly drained, he no longer knew how long he could hold on. Within him rose a crushing sense of despair—an emotion he had never known so vividly. As he rushed away from the Saros capital, his bloodline stirred. He sensed kin ahead. And there was more than one.