Chapitre 1415: Emperor An Mang's Relentless Struggle

A peculiar impasse ensued.

Emperor An Mang was a little hesitant.

An Lin wore a nonchalant expression as he recovered his energy and occasionally glanced at the coffins behind Emperor An Mang. These coffins seemed to have some sort of special property, and he found that even his divine sense was unable to detect what was in there.

However, he felt like Cassidy and the others were in those coffins, even though he didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Hopefully, they weren't dead. Otherwise, the Blood Tribe emperors would have to pay an extremely heavy price.

An entire minute passed.

An Lin couldn't help but chuckle softly. "What? The mighty Blood Tribe emperor doesn't even dare to take a drop of my blood?"

"Hmph!" Emperor An Mang harrumphed coldly as he gripped the air with his hand, upon which a spatial power swept forth.