C385 I must Keep You!

"Just a mere golden token to thwart my heaven-defying techniques? Pure fantasy," the Red-Robed Man scoffed. To him, the young man before him was utterly clueless, unaware of the formidable power of the Blood Clan.

His right hand spread wide, Mystical Qi brimming within his palm, surged forth like a tidal wave, its force overwhelming as it bore down upon the golden token.

In a flash