Junior Sister Lin Feng's infatuation reminded Xiao Chen of his own emotional wounds, making him feel somewhat helpless.
It was easy to criticize others, but it was hard to see oneself clearly.
Xiao Chen shook his head, not bothering with this matter. The night was long, and he was not in the mood to continue traveling.
After rummaging around in his storage ring, Xiao Chen found the pipa that the Scarlet Blood Pirate King once left behind.
This was a Medial Grade Soul Tool. Xiao Chen had intended to give it to his little martial nephew to use as a token of love for the headliner Ling Long.
Xiao Chen recalled that his little martial nephew had a five-year agreement with the headliner Ling Long many years ago.
Now, it had been ten years since he parted with his little martial nephew.
Xiao Chen wondered how his little martial nephew was doing since he went to keep the appointment.
It was all because of love and helplessness.
Xiao Chen casually strummed the pipa, unable to vent his emotions. The sound of his saber being drawn rivaled the most wondrous zither music in the world.
However, Xiao Chen was not good at music. Even though he had a powerful instrument, he could not play a complete tune.
He could only casually play a seemingly unrelated tune in this boundless night. "Ding! Ding!
Dong! Dong! "However, the pipa in Xiao Chen's hand was a Medial Grade Soul Tool. Even though Xiao Chen was not good at music, the pipa was connected to his heart. The tune he played was what he thought and longed for in his heart, which was surprisingly pleasant to the ear.
It was like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing water splashing rocks. It was pleasing to the ear, containing a trace of sorrow and helplessness.
There was also a trace of longing gathered at his fingertip, turning into a clear sound that lingered endlessly in an empty valley.
In the boundless night of the Final Blood Battlefield, which had existed since ancient times:
Two men, one played the pipa in a comical manner, his movements jerky and inelegant. The other was even more comical, doing his best to squeeze out a smile in the mirror, trying to repair the broken mirror and stop it from dripping blood.
Suddenly, the pipa music stopped. Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a sharp light on his face, illuminating the dark night.
Lin Feng put away the mirror box. His face filled with coldness and sternness.
"One for each?"
Xiao Chen suggested to Lin Feng. Lin Feng nodded slightly.
"Whoosh!"
The two turned into beams of light, moving very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they were each fifty thousand kilometers away.
Before the two Underworld God Guards, who had followed the pipa music, could react, they were startled by Xiao Chen and Lin Feng's sudden appearance.
Xiao Chen and Lin Feng would not be able to fight for long in their current states.
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"Xiao Chen, your head is worth an Inferior Grade Soul Tool to the Rakshasa Race."
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Back then, Xiao Chen had not even reached Sovereign Personage, so one could easily imagine the shock it caused.
Xiao Chen asked softly, "Is it that valuable? However, I'm afraid that you do not have the ability to take it. "
"Humph! Is that so?"
The Spirit Chen Chen smiled coldly. Then, he grasped the bone spike in his left shoulder with his right hand. Then, he pulled hard, and a white bone sword came out of his body.
The sword intent surrounding the bone sword was connected to the Spirit Chen Chen Chen's mind, flesh, and blood.
Using the bone as the sword and the body as the scabbard. The stronger the physical body, the stronger the sword. The Martial Techniques and Cultivation Techniques of the Rakshasa Race were very strange.
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. The Rakshasa Race's Sword Dao seemed to have some similarities to his Flawless saber Dao.
However, the Spirit Chen Chen was even more extreme. He directly refined his shoulder bone into a sword and fed it with his flesh, blood, and soul.
His cultivation, Dao Domain, Cultivation Technique, Martial Technique, and even his Divine Seal were all in this bone sword.
"Take this!"
The Spirit Chen Chen Chen thrust his sword forward. Just this strike alone caused the entire world to tremble.
"Rumble …!"
The sword move was like a ferocious beast from the Great Desolate Eon. Now, it easily crushed the tall mountains and the ground, unblockable.
"Interesting. Unfortunately … I do not have time to exchange pointers with you."
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. He felt interested in this Rakshasa Race's Sword Dao. If Xiao Chen had time, he could use his Flawless saber Dao to exchange pointers with the other party. However, now was not the time.
"Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Technique, Buddha in the Mortal Realm!"
When facing the overwhelming mysterious phenomenon materialized by this sword move, Xiao Chen countered in an even more berserk manner, drawing the Tyrant Saber.
A supreme killing Buddha image appeared. That killing Buddha was thirty kilometers tall, looking down on the world. Its expression was as cold as ice, emotionless and devoid of desires. Only its Buddhist Might shook the surroundings.
"Buddha is merciful!"
"Bang!"
The killing Buddha ferociously pushed its palms forward, and the middle-aged Rakshasa Race's attack instantly crumbled. Just as the Rakshasa Race was about to make a move, Xiao Chen roared ferociously. With the support of his Divine Seal, the Ice Dao, the Thunder Dao, and the Saber Dao spread out layer by layer.
"Three Dao Domains? The fourth layer of the Thunder Dao Domain? "
The middle-aged Rakshasa cultivator's expression instantly turned grave, and the bone sword in his hand flew out and stabbed forward.
Beams of sword light turned into resplendent black light. In an instant, they poked thousands of holes in Xiao Chen's Dao Domain.
What a sharp sword!
Naturally, Xiao Chen would not let the Rakshasa Race continue as he pleased. With a flick of his finger, he sent out a raindrop.
What is a Fiend? "Water Droplet Breaking the Firmament!"
The second move of the Fiendish Saber inheritance, a raindrop, instantly struck the Rakshasa Race Sovereign Emperor.
"Boom!" Boundless saber light tore apart the Rakshasa Race Sovereign Emperor's flesh, clothes, and armor, leaving only a skeleton.
"Die for me!"
Xiao Chen did not show mercy after gaining the upper hand. He executed the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique's Entering Hell while carrying the might of his third-layer Dao Domain.
The saber light turned into a dragon, turning into a World Destroying Dragon that roared ferociously from hell. Then, it struck the skeleton.
"Ka ca!
Ka ca! "The skeleton immediately shattered into pieces. A flash of white light wrapped around the shattered bone sword as it frantically fled far away.
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and did not give chase. It would be very difficult to truly kill a Sovereign Emperor.
As Xiao Chen thought this, he heard a miserable shriek from the other side. It came from the other Underworld God Guard.
Lin Feng's Death Dao Domain eroded away all the lifeforce of the Underworld God Guard, causing it to die powerlessly.
Xiao Chen was flabbergasted. Then, he thought to himself, Of course, even a Sovereign Emperor would be wise not to offend a madman who grasped the Death Dao Domain.
"Whoosh!"
After dealing with their opponents, the two soared into the air and landed on the Demon Blood Vulture's back. Then, they flew quickly through the night.
The two spent the remaining days dodging the pursuit of the Underworld God Guards. To Sovereign Emperors, the Final Blood Battlefield was not very vast. However, they could not break out of it.
The two fought with the pursuers practically every day and night. Furthermore, they did not dare to linger.
Once they were delayed, the Underworld God Guards would surround them and attack them. At that time, only death awaited them.
This was how miserable it was to be in someone else's territory.
If they were in the Central Great Realm, given the Heavenly Alliance's strength, they would not be in such a sorry state.
Unfortunately, the ninth layer of the Abyssal Underworld was the Underworld God Hall's main camp. Once the Underworld God Guards targeted them, it would be extremely difficult to shake them off.
Xiao Chen would be fine. Actually, he could use the Divine Universe Stele to return to the Blue Dragon's old lands and shake off the pursuers.
However, if he did that, he would have to abandon Lin Feng.
After thinking about it, Xiao Chen decided that there was no need to use the Divine Universe Stele unless he was truly in dire straits.
However, it was not all bad news. After half a month, the two recovered eighty percent of their injuries.
While they were not at their peak, they were not far from it. As long as they did not get surrounded by more than ten Underworld God Guards, they would not be in danger of getting delayed.
"Touch of Death!"
"Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Technique, In the Mortal Realm!"
When Xiao Chen and Lin Feng knocked back the Underworld God Guards chasing them again, they showed strange expressions.
"Xiao Chen, did you notice that, aside from the Underworld God Guards fighting at full power at the start, something happened later? These Underworld God Guards only want to trap us in the Final Blood Battlefield and are not in a rush to surround and kill us. "
Lin Feng voiced the doubts in his heart as he looked at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen nodded slightly. However, he could not understand what was going on. The two could feel it. In the first seven days, the Underworld God Guards followed them like shadows, not giving the two time to catch their breaths.
The Underworld God Guards looked like they wanted to kill Xiao Chen and Lin Feng, not stopping until they were dead.
However, something happened. Suddenly, they felt that the Underworld God Guards' pursuit weakened significantly. However, they chased but did not fight. It seemed like they only wanted to delay the two in the Final Blood Battlefield. After they dealt with other matters, they would surround and kill Xiao Chen and Lin Feng.
"Say, do you think it is possible that the Underworld God Guards' target was not us or even the ancient Demonic Sovereign corpse from the start? Think about it. If they cared about the ancient Demonic Sovereign corpse, why did they not appear when Luohou Wang made a move? "
A thought occurred to Xiao Chen. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. He continued, "That must be the case. Back then, I saw Li Yun cursing and saying that someone betrayed him. Now that I think about it, this group of Underworld God Guards must have made an appointment with him but did not show up. "
Lin Feng said after some thought, "The Underworld God Guards rarely interfere in these matters. When they move out, they usually target the Righteous Dao cultivators and the Righteous Dao super factions."
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. The Righteous Dao faction? Is it the Profound Gate's Holy Son, Wenren Yu's group?
Is it possible that this group of people's target is not the ancient Demonic Sovereign corpse, either? Thinking about it, a group of Righteous Dao factions does not have much desire for the Demonic Sovereign corpse. They might just be taking advantage of the situation.
"Hahaha! The two of us are confused. Why are we guessing? We only need to know that the Underworld God Guards' main target is not the two of us. "
A bright light flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes. He smiled faintly and said, "Since that is the case, we will not leave. We will use this opportunity to recover our strength to our peak in one go. If I refine that divine nature flame, it might be possible for me to break through to 1-Vein Sovereign Emperor! "
When Xiao Chen gained the strength of a 1-Vein Sovereign Emperor and Lin Feng recovered to his peak, they could break through the seal and charge out of the Final Blood Battlefield.
Lin Feng said softly, "If I refine the lifeforce of the Divine Grade Peony, I might be able to break through as well."
"Your Death Great Dao can refine lifeforce?" Xiao Chen asked, finding it strange.
Lin Feng nodded. "The strongest poison is the best tonic. As long as one can endure the pain and fear of life and death, you can also refine the Death Great Dao. As long as you are willing, I can teach you the method to help you grasp the Death Great Dao. "
Xiao Chen felt tempted for a moment. However, he chose to give up in the blink of an eye. Based on Lin Feng's appearance when he suffered the rebound, he could easily imagine the pain. It was not as easy as Lin Feng made it out to be.
Furthermore, Xiao Chen had the Cycle Dao, which was even stronger than the Death Great Dao. However, it was harder to cultivate.
"We will talk about this matter later. Right now, let's find a quiet place to make our breakthroughs. Let the Demon Blood Vulture protect us."
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