Book One, Chapter 292
Translator: Mr Voltaire Editor: Modlawls123 The old woman looked at the scene in front of her and said with a trembling voice, "This is the first time I've seen a light screen form the face of the Sorcerer Ancestor. I've heard that someone could do this before, but that was a very long time ago. I never thought that I would be able to see it with my own eyes."
The scholarly man said in shock, "This light screen was set up by the Sorcerer Ancestor, and it can absorb the sacrifices of countless Sorcerer Sons. It is also the strongest defense of our Sorcerer Race. Only by sacrificing a heaven-defying item can the face of the Sorcerer Ancestor appear."
The beautiful woman in the red dress said, "That drop of blood is a heaven-defying item?"
The scholarly man nodded, "That drop of blood is definitely a heaven-defying item, otherwise the light screen would not have such a change. Now that I think about it, this person's identity is extremely terrifying."
The beautiful woman in the red dress said seriously, "If a drop of blood has such heaven-defying power, then his identity is indeed extremely terrifying. Could it be that his blood is Origin Blood? Only the Origin Blood can have such terrifying power. "
The old woman said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not ordinary Origin Blood; ordinary Origin Blood would not be able to do this. The Origin Blood in his body might be a top-grade bloodline."
The valiant-looking man said seriously, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for such a person to participate in the Sorcerer Ceremony."
The condensed face's gaze was as deep as the universe, and it looked down at Zhao Fu. The 'Sorcerer' character between his eyebrows gave off a faint light and flew out from his forehead towards Zhao Fu and Zhao Fu. It floated down like a falling leaf and landed on Zhao Fu's forehead.
Boom!
A terrifying Sorcerer Power exploded out from Zhao Fu's body, forcefully locking down the surroundings. Everyone felt their bodies sink, following which their bloodlines and Sorcerer Power became fearful, as if they wanted to submit to this Sorcerer Power.
"This is the power of the Sorcerer Ancestor!"
Countless people from the Sorcerer Race looked at Zhao Fu in shock; they had never thought that Zhao Fu would use such a method to obtain the Sorcerer Ancestor's power. This made many people envious and jealous; only the Young Tribe Leader could have this power, and Zhao Fu had it in advance.
Zhao Fu also did not expect that the drop of blood was not ordinary; it was Zhao Fu's essence blood. Originally, Zhao Fu had planned to use this drop of essence blood to open the light channel.
Zhao Fu's bloodline had long since become an Origin Bloodline, and he had fused with a few types of Sovereign grade powers. His bloodline was far more powerful than ordinary Origin Bloodlines.
After a while, Zhao Zhao Fu had completely controlled the Sorcerer's power, the Sorcerer's power, and he had Sorcerer's of the Dragon God Of. Mo. Mo: Sorcerer Zhao Zhao Mo's power Sorcerer Power
After a while, Zhao Fu had completely mastered the Sorcerer Ancestor's power. The terrifying aura on his body dissipated, and the face in the sky disappeared as well. The light around him dissipated, and the light screen returned.
Beams of light shot onto the platform, and the light kept condensing, finally forming a channel that people could use to enter the depths of the Holy Land.
Everyone looked at the scene in shock. It seemed that this person was even more terrifying than Wu Ying. Just one person's blood had reached the requirements of the sacrifice. So many of them could not even compare to him. Just thinking about it made them feel sad.
Someone planned to enter the channel and enter the Holy Land.
At this time, Zhao Fu flew into the sky. "I used my blood to open this channel. Wu Ying, you can enter, but the rest of you stay."
His voice was not loud, but it covered the entire platform. Everyone heard it clearly.
There was an uproar. This method was too domineering. One person faced hundreds of thousands of Sorcerer Sons and still said such words. They had never seen such a thing before.
Some of the Sorcerer Sons thought that Zhao Fu had indeed opened the channel, and that it was acceptable for them to stay. Some of the Sorcerer Sons were dissatisfied, but they did not dare to say it. They had just seen how powerful Zhao Fu was, and resisting would be courting death.
The Eight Great Sorcerer Sons looked at each other. Apart from Wu Ying, everyone present, including the Eight Great Sorcerer Sons, had to stay.
Although they were the Eight Great Sorcerer Sons, they could not resist Zhao Fu.
Wu Ying looked at Zhao Fu, who was in the sky, and asked, "Why can I leave first?"
Zhao Fu did not want to have a conflict with Wu Ying, so he let her enter the depths of the Holy Land first. He would take her witchcraft curse at the end. He smiled and said, "Our battle will be at the end. I do not want to start now."
Hearing this, Wu Ying did not say anything else. She walked into a channel and disappeared.
Xuan Shang and Zhao Fu had some friendship, so he asked, "Wu Ling, why do you want us to stay here?"
Everyone looked at Zhao Fu strangely. They could not understand why Zhao Fu wanted so many of them to stay.
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will not hurt you. I just want to absorb the witchcraft curse of your tribe from your bodies."
Absorb the witchcraft curse of their tribe?
Everyone's expressions were still strange. The witchcraft curse in their bodies came from their bloodline, and not everyone could have it. Even if this person was very strong, without the bloodline of their tribe, he could not obtain the witchcraft curse of their tribe.
Xuan Shang and the others frowned. They knew that Zhao Fu would not lie. If he wanted to absorb the witchcraft curse of their tribe, he might be able to do it.
So were they going to stand here and let him absorb it? This might not be a big deal to ordinary people, but to the Eight Great Sorcerer Sons, it would be very embarrassing.
Sky Crane shouted, "I have long heard that you are very powerful. Now I want to see your power. If you defeat me, you can absorb the witchcraft curse in my body."
Everyone admired Sky Crane. He knew that he was not a match for Zhao Fu, but he still wanted to fight with Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu chuckled and said, "I will give you a chance. Make your move!"
Sky Crane leaped into the sky like a spirit crane. The sword in his hand brought with it a sharp sword light as it stabbed towards Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu did not dodge. His sword fingers glowed with black light as he pointed forward.
Bang!
The sword and the sword fingers collided, and a strong force spread out. Zhao Fu did not move, but Sky Crane's body was pushed back five or six steps. The difference in power between the two was very obvious.
Sky Crane was unwilling to give up and once again rushed over. The sword in his hand gave off a large amount of white light, and a massive white crane appeared within the white light. It looked incredibly agile and lively, and it flapped its wings with immense power as it flew towards Zhao Fu.
The black sword light around Zhao Fu condensed into a black sword, and it gave off a terrifying aura as it shot out like a ray of black light.
Bang!
An air-piercing sound rang out, and the huge white crane was instantly pierced by the black sword light. The white crane turned into many light spots and dissipated.
Sky Crane's expression was very ugly. He had not thought that Zhao Fu would be able to break his attack so easily.
Zhao Fu looked at Sky Crane and asked, "Do you want to continue?"
Yes. :
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