To Zhang Xuan, the deaths of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe's Ancient Sages didn't mean much at all. What he valued the most was the fresh blood of Blood Reincarnation realm experts.
As long as he had enough of them, it would be much easier for him to push for a breakthrough to Ancient Sage.
Therefore, after piercing through this fellow's palm with his spear, he filled a jade bottle with blood and was very busy.
"You're courting death …"
The Ancient Sage was on the verge of going berserk.
After being afflicted with the Seed of Amulet, even though he obeyed the commands of another, he still retained his own consciousness. He was a Blood Reincarnation realm Ancient Sage, one of the many Kings of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, and yet, he had been wounded by a Great Sage. Yet, not only did the culprit not flee, he was even brazenly feasting on his blood …
A naked provocation!
With gritted teeth, the Ancient Sage bellowed furiously. Abandoning his pursuit of Sovereign Chen Yong, Liu Yang, and the others, he raised his other palm and thrust it downward.
He wanted to slap this lawless guy to death.
The might of a Blood Reincarnation Ancient Sage was like a rising tide, boundless and unstoppable. His furious strike was even more frightening.
Puchi!
Before the vigorous power could reach the young man, the long spear pierced through the air and pierced through the hand.
Patter! Patter!
Fresh blood gushed out.
The Ancient Sage howled in agony as the young man rushed over once more. The young man took out another jade bottle and started collecting his blood, fearing that even a single drop would go to waste.
"…"
Trembling with rage, Zhang Xuan drove his zhenqi to seal his blood vessels. Even though the wound looked hideous, no more blood flowed out.
At his level of cultivation, if he didn't want his blood to flow, not a single drop would flow.
"Hmm?"
When the blood stopped, the young man frowned and stopped, a look of displeasure on his face.
"Brat, how dare you collect my blood. You must die today …"
Heaving a sigh of relief, the Ancient Sage sneered savagely. However, before he could finish his words, the displeased young man flicked his wrist, and a spear materialized in his hand once more.
He did not know where the spear was headed, but the space around it distorted, and the tip of the spear was already in front of his thigh.
Puchi!
Another large hole appeared.
The Ancient Sage was stunned for a moment before he saw the young man flying over with the jade bottle once more, collecting the fresh blood with a gleeful look on his face.
"F * ck …"
The Ancient Sage was on the verge of tears.
At this moment, he already understood that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as turning over a palm. However, the other party didn't do so, treating him like a specimen to be harvested.
Unable to hold himself back any longer, he turned around to flee.
Puchi!
There was a hole in his buttocks, and blood oozed out.
Zhang Xuan filled a jade bottle to the brim and continued to fill a second bottle. Before long, he had filled more than ten bottles. Every time the other party sealed his meridians, he would stab out with his spear. In any case, he would stab in different places, so he didn't mind.
Eventually, the Ancient Sage learned his lesson and stopped fleeing. Instead, he sat on the spot motionlessly. His eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he had lost his soul. There were dozens of holes on his body, and blood was spurting out of them like a fountain.
In any case, he couldn't dodge it. The more he dodged, the more it would stab him. He might as well just let it be …
Not too long later, due to excessive blood loss, the Ancient Sage plummeted from the sky.
He was probably the first person in history to die from excessive blood loss at this level of cultivation.
After killing one, Zhang Xuan looked at the others.
With Ancient Sage Allfire, Ancient Sage Mo Ling, and the other Ancient Sages working together, they wielded incredible fighting prowess. Even with Sovereign Chen Yong's severe injuries, they were still a force to be reckoned with.
While the Ancient Sages who had been planted with Seed of Runes were powerful, both sides had their own means, so it was difficult to determine the victor in the short term.
At their level of cultivation, it was no longer easy for them to kill one another. Under normal circumstances, they would have to fight for several days before the loser would have to flee. On the other hand, the victor would be severely wounded, and his lifespan would plummet.
For this reason, Ancient Sages were like nuclear bombs to mankind and the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe. They were only used as a threat, and there were not many opportunities for them to fight.
While the battle was going on, Sovereign Chen Ling was completely unaffected. Due to the ritual, the innumerable artifacts on the altar had all been set ablaze, forming a blazing inferno.
An overwhelming might descended from the sky and flowed through his acupoints, gushing into his meridians.
Under the surge of this might, the injuries he had sustained earlier began to recover, and in fact, they even grew stronger.
I have to stop him! If I allow that fellow to recover from his injuries, it'll be difficult for me to defeat him!
Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up.
While Sovereign Chen Ling's fighting prowess was not on par with Sovereign Chen Yong's, he was still one of the few top-notch experts of mankind and the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe. Otherwise, he would not have been able to rule over the entire Otherworldly Demonic Continent, and even Ancient Sages would not have stood a chance against him.
However, once he recovered from his injuries, he would be able to defeat Sovereign Chen Ling with the Dragonbone Divine Spear in hand.
"Break!"
Unable to hold himself back any longer, Zhang Xuan raised the Dragonbone Divine Spear and charged right toward Sovereign Chen Ling. The pitch-black Dragonbone Divine Spear tore through space, aiming straight for Sovereign Chen Ling's head.
"Young Master, don't!"
Seeing that Zhang Xuan was charging right toward Sovereign Chen Ling, Sovereign Chen Yong's eyes narrowed in alarm.
However, it was already too late. Before the Dragonbone Divine Spear could reach Sovereign Chen Ling, a surge of energy had already descended from the black hole in the sky, colliding with the spear. In an instant, Zhang Xuan felt as if the webbing between his thumb and index finger was being torn apart, and fresh blood flowed from the wound.
At the same time, the Dragonbone Divine Spear was also sent flying. Weng! It pierced into the ground, creating a massive hole.
"What's going on?"
In a moment of desperation, Zhang Xuan drove his bloodline ability and retreated. It was only then that he managed to dodge the burst of light and return to the Dragonbone Divine Spear. He pulled it out with a perplexed look on his face.
However, a slight crack had actually appeared on the Dragonbone Divine Spear, indicating that it had sustained significant damage.
However, for a weapon of this caliber, as long as it had sufficient Ancient Sage blood, it would be able to recover swiftly.
"Young Master, the ritual is connected to the gods of another world. By interrupting the ritual, you have offended the gods. You have to be punished for your actions!"
Sovereign Chen Yong hurriedly sent a telepathic message over.
"Offended the gods?"
Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes in astonishment.
It was no wonder the Dragonbone Divine Spear had been sent flying with a single blow. He had not thought that there would be such a saying.
But thinking about it, it did make sense.
The ritual was equivalent to offering valuable items to the gods, and the gods would reward them according to the amount of resources they offered. Thus, the ritual was connected to the gods. If Zhang Xuan were to interrupt the ritual at this moment, it would be equivalent to disrespecting the dignity of the gods.
It was no wonder Sovereign Chen Yong dared not rush in despite seeing the ritual begin. It turned out that this was the reason behind it.
"If we don't stop the ritual and allow him to recover from his injuries, there's a good chance that we might just die here …"
Zhang Xuan frowned.
It was true that the gods were not to be offended, but if they did not stop the ritual and allowed Sovereign Chen Ling to recover from his injuries, none of them would be a match for him anymore.
By then, their plans to seize power and exact vengeance would become nothing more than a joke. Perhaps, they might even die here.
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