All the watching warriors showed expressions of extreme pain under this power.
They suddenly felt that even breathing had become difficult, as if a great mountain was pressing down on their heads, making their knees feel weak and giving them an urge to kneel on the ground.
Only the Earth Demon chuckled wickedly, his eyes glowing, his face full of enjoyment and pleasure. This kind of violent and evil aura was precisely the power he craved.
"Run!" "Get away from those black gases!" "Impossible, how can this young master wield such tremendous power? Am I seeing things?"
The warriors from the Zhao mansion's estate were shouting, their eyes filled with disbelief and panic, dodging repeatedly, afraid of being touched by that black energy.
A wave of power like the creation of heaven and earth suddenly erupted from the black flood dragon. In its gaping, bloody maw, a black vortex appeared, spinning and generating an incomparably powerful attractive force, pulling at Yang Zhao and the Blood Servant beside him.
Under the influence of this power, Yang Zhao had almost no strength to resist. If not for the Blood Servant guarding him, he would have already been sucked into the dragon's mouth and crushed to dust.
Yang Zhao's face was extremely pale. For the first time, he realized that the gap in strength between him and the Ninth Young Master was so vast. It was a chasm like that between heaven and earth. He feared that even if he struggled his entire life, he could never catch up to the Ninth Young Master's pace.
As soon as this thought arose, Yang Zhao suddenly felt utterly disheartened. He suddenly felt that any struggle, resistance, the battle for succession, or becoming the head of the Yang family was all meaningless.
"Second Young Master!" That Blood Servant roared a deep warning in his ear. Yang Zhao shuddered as if electrified, and a sliver of clarity returned to his vacant eyes.
"Don't let this aura affect your state of mind!" the Blood Servant reminded him in a deep voice.
Yang Zhao broke into a sudden sweat, nodding hastily. He was not a man who admitted defeat easily. The reason he had such negative thoughts and notions just now was purely because his mind had been influenced by Yang Kai's bizarre power.
After being jolted awake by the Blood Servant's shout, he also guarded his mind, unwilling to be influenced by the intent mixed within Yang Kai's power anymore.
"Yuxian!" Yang Kai also roared.
Tang Yuxian, who was fighting another Blood Servant who followed Yang Zhao in the sky, gave her opponent a graceful smile. A pure and vast wave of Divine Sense suddenly burst forth from her mind. It surged towards Yang Zhao's side, invisible and formless.
"Shenyou Realm, Ninth Layer?" The Blood Servant fighting against Tang Yuxian's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh, you noticed," Tang Yuxian chuckled lightly. "I was planning to hide it for a while longer."
"Impossible?" That Blood Servant looked Tang Yuxian up and down, as if wanting to re-evaluate her. "How could you possibly advance to the Shenyou Realm Ninth Layer so quickly?"
The Blood Servants were close like siblings and knew each other inside and out. Tang Yuxian's level of strength, her opponent naturally knew best, and also knew when she should be able to advance to the Shenyou Realm Ninth Layer.
But now, the sudden eruption of Divine Sense power made him realize Tang Yuxian had actually advanced.
"How did you do it?" he asked urgently. Originally, his aptitude and level were about the same as Tang Yuxian's, but now a woman had surged ahead of him, so he was naturally both happy and anxious.
Happy because another brother or sister in the Blood Servant Hall had advanced; anxious because he had fallen behind her!
"I won't tell you!" Tang Yuxian giggled.
That person slowly shook his head, a bitter smile on his face: "Yuxian, it seems following the young master has made you much younger in spirit. You weren't this mischievous before."
Tang Yuxian's face darkened, and she said frostily: "What do you mean? Are you saying I was very old before?"
That person's heart lurched. He immediately realized he had touched one of Tang Yuxian's taboos and hastily waved his hands: "Yuxian, I didn't say that."
"Hmph! I didn't want to go easy on you, but now I'm going to teach you a good lesson!" Tang Yuxian said with an annoyed expression, her attacks showing no more restraint, beating her opponent until he cried out in misery.
Although there was only a one-level difference between them, that single level allowed Tang Yuxian to possess strength that surpassed her opponent's.
And while fighting him, Tang Yuxian could continuously unleash her soul techniques to assist Yang Kai's side.
With Tang Yuxian's assistance, Yang Kai's situation appeared increasingly composed.
"Young Master, my apologies!" The Blood Servant guarding Yang Zhao suddenly shouted. As he spoke, he immediately released Yang Zhao. His True Yuan circulated within his body, and wisps of emerald-green light beams emanated from him, forming an enormous pillar of light that shot violently towards Yang Kai.
"Crack!" Before the beam of light could even approach Yang Kai, he extended a finger. A burst of black energy shot out, intercepting it mid-air and directly scattering it.
The strike condensed by a Yang family Blood Servant, even if not executed at full power, was still terrifyingly strong. Yet it couldn't even withstand a single blow from Yang Kai.
Everyone was shocked, truly unaware of how powerful Yang Kai's combat strength currently was.
On the contrary, although Yang Kai's vital essence was incredibly vigorous, his brow was tightly furrowed.
A single direct confrontation with the Blood Servant made him realize that defeating his opponent was absolutely impossible.
The Yang family's Blood Servants did not have an undeserved reputation. Even though he had currently fallen into a demonic frenzy, and with Tang Yuxian's soul technique assistance, it was still impossible to defeat him.
Or rather, if it weren't for the fact that he had to guard Yang Zhao, he himself might have been defeated!
In a one-on-one fight, he was still not the Blood Servant's match at this moment.
His thoughts raced, various ideas flashing through his mind. Yang Kai snorted coldly, and the black flood dragon and all the evil energy returned entirely, wrapping around him.