Five silver claws, all three feet long, sent out five beams of sharp power waves . Zhang Ruochen was about to be ripped into shreds .
Boom .
Zhang Ruochen was still sitting cross-legged on the ground while Feng Han flew out instead . Even the five silver claws had broken . His palm was bloody .
Without him realizing, a burly man had appeared before Zhang Ruochen . Dressed in black armor, he stood firmly on the ground, radiating murderous desire .
He was the one who'd broken Feng Han's claws and sent him flying .
Feng Han landed hundreds of feet away . Blood trickled from his lips . When he glanced at the man standing before Zhang Ruochen, his face paled . “First Senior Brother…” ( Boxno vel . co m )
The soldierly man clad in black was indeed Sword Saint Xuanji's first disciple, Saint Qingxiao .
After Huang Yanchen told him the truth, he'd followed the traces Zhang Ruochen had left behind and hurried over . Thankfully, he'd arrived just in time . Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable .
Saint Qingxiao's eyes were like two bolts of lightning . Staring at Feng Han's four silver wings, extreme fury burned in him . “Seventh Junior Sister told me that Master's death is connected to you . I didn't want to believe this at first . If I hadn't seen with my own eyes, how would I know that you're a Vampire? Bastard, where is Master's body?”
Feng Han retreated continuously while smiling . “If you want to know where Master's body is, you can ask Sixth Junior Brother . He should know . ”
Saint Qingxiao grew doubtful . He glanced at Zhang Ruochen in the distance from the corner of his vision .
Now was the time .
Feng Han used this chance to spread his four silver wings . He transformed into a beam of silver light and shot into the sky .
“You dare escape?”
Saint Qingxiao didn't attack . He'd just used his thoughts and all the Spiritual Qi within a 500-mile radius was sucked away . They gathered together, forming a huge 100-meter-long handprint in the sky .
Boom!
The hand slapped down on Feng Han's body, making him fall from the sky to the ground . Feng Han crashed onto the ground . His skin exploded and he grunted in pain .
Saint Qingxiao rushed over . He pulled Feng Han up and slapped his face, breaking his left cheek . “Who are you?” he roared . “Did you kill Master?”
Feng Han supported himself on the ground with his arms . Blood flowed out of his mouth and he laughed maniacally, his hair a mess . “What are you angry about? Everyone dies . It's just a question of dying sooner or later . ”
“The reason you're still alive is because we were fellow apprentices and I still dare to dream for you,” Saint Qingxiao said . “If Second Junior Brother was here, he'd probably have ripped you apart long ago . ”
Feng Han seemed nonchalant . He chuckled and said, “Yes, I indeed killed Sword Saint Xuanji . Haha, I killed a Sword Saint with my cultivation realm . With such a great accomplishment, I'll be a hero to the Immortal Vampire race, even if I die today…oof…”
Saint Qingxiao slapped him again . It was much stronger now and sent Feng Han flying . Like a dead dog, he landed hundreds of feet away .
Feng Han's face was now bloody and mangled . His neck was bent at an impossible angle, too, almost turned to the back .
Zhang Ruochen's wounds had mostly healed . He stood up slowly and released his mental power . He quickly found where the Taotian Sword had fallen . Reaching out, powerful Sword Intent rushed out from his fingertips .
Whoosh!
Pulled by the Sword Intent, the Taotian Sword flew across the night sky with white light trailing behind it . It dropped into Zhang Ruochen's hands .
Carrying the Taotian Sword, Zhang Ruochen walked to Saint Qingxiao's side . Staring at Feng Han on the ground, he said, “He is the sixth prince of the Vampires . He'd been hiding by Master's side since he was young . Master drank the Pluto Blood Poison he gave him before the battle with the Nine Serenity Sword Saint . That is why he died . ”
“He is a traitor who lied and killed our Master . ” The last bit of hope Saint Qingxiao had for Feng Han was extinguished . Hands trembling uncontrollably, he walked over to Feng Han . He was ready to take care of him .
Suddenly, powerful Blood Qi rose from the ground .
Various bloody lines emerged on the ground . It was as if the earth had grown veins . They surged wildly and wrapped around Feng Han's body .
These blood-red inscriptions covered the ground within a 100-mile-radius . One could even hear thunderous sounds from the ground . It was as if the earth had grown a heart that was thudding and beating .
Has a Vampire Saint arrived? Zhang Ruochen had a bad feeling .
Saint Qingxiao's eyes darkened and he stopped walking . He didn't charge over brashly to kill Feng Han because he could feel clearly that a Vampire Saint was hiding under the surface .
Kaboom .
Thousands of blood-red inscriptions piled together on the ground, forming a huge fist that punched towards Saint Qingxiao .
He pushed his arms forward and shattered the blood-red fist . It broke into pieces of rock and fell to the ground .
“Who is it?” Saint Qingxiao asked coldly .
“Immortal Vampire, the Earth Blood Saint . ”
A raspy laugh sounded from deep underground . The voice was extremely eerie . It gave off a chilling feeling, like a demonic voice coming from Hell .
Saint Qingxiao's eyes turned cold . He sent out a gust of Holy Qi to sweep Zhang Ruochen into the air . Then he shot up . Manipulating the Holy Qi within him, he formed a foot and stomped down .
Kaboom!
With his foot as the center, incomparable force spread out in all directions . The blood-red inscriptions cracked inch by inch . They exploded, turning into blood . All the ground in the area turned into bloody mud .
A muffled sound came from deep underground .
The next moment, the Earth Blood Saint charged out of the ground and stopped hundreds of feet in the air with Feng Han . He had a huge pair of blood wings . They were like two bloody clouds hovering in the air, flapping softly .
Each flap created a gust of acrid wind .
Because of Saint Qingxiao's stomp, all the grass within 100 miles had died . The forests, mountains, and rivers had all cracked apart . The scene was shocking . Only a Saint had the aggressive power to destroy mountains and rivers with one stomp .
“No wonder you can counter the talents on the Five Heroes List . Saint Qingxiao's abilities are quite beyond my expectations . ”
The Earth Blood Saint's voice was raspy but contained extreme saintly power . Every utterance shook the Spiritual Qi in the world .
After fighting in the Void World Battleground so often, Saint Qingxiao had naturally developed a heavy murderous aura . “Are you here to rescue Feng Han or to give yourself up?”
“Tonight, the entire Eastern Region will be upended,” the Earth Blood Saint said . “No matter how powerful you are, you can't counter the big picture . ”
“I don't understand what you're saying,” Saint Qingxiao said .
“Haha! You'll understand soon . ”
Clad in a black robe, the Earth Blood Saint stood in the air on a cloud of blood-red Qi . Thick Blood Qi turned the majority of the sky red .
The current scene was extremely eerie . It was as if they'd returned to the ancient times of gods and demons—a god of war was facing off against a demon king and a destructive war could erupt at any time to destroy the world .
Zhang Ruochen felt something . He looked up to somewhere even higher up . He saw the moon suddenly turn scarlet .
A figure stood, a silhouette before the moon . He also had wings . However, the man was flying too high up and was too far from the ground . Thus, Zhang Ruochen could only see a tiny black speck from his position .
Saint Qingxiao also noticed the man in the moon . Glancing up, he huffed coldly . “Bring out however many strong figures you Vampires have . If you want to fight, then do it to the extreme . ”
“Immortal Vampire, the Heaven Blood Saint,” a wispy voice came from the direction of the moon .
Zhang Ruochen looked at the moon again, but realized that the figure had vanished .
The next moment, the Heaven Blood Saint was above Saint Qingxiao's head . After unfurling his wings, they were at least 100 meters wide and were covered in palm-sized scales .
“Thunder Sky Bell . ” Thick Blood Qi emerged on the Heaven Blood Saint's hand . A three-inch-tall purple bell hovered inside the Qi . Electricity snaked around the small bell .
“The Thunder Sky Bell is the top treasure of the Thunderbolt Sect,” Saint Qingxiao uttered . “It's possessed by their Saint . How did it end up in your hands?”
The Heaven Blood Saint laughed loudly . “The Thunderbolt Sect has already been wiped out by yours truly, and I've sucked the Thunderbolt Saint dry of saintly blood . The Thunder Sky Bell from the Thousand-Pattern Saint Weapon List is naturally in my hands as well . ”
Without speaking further, the Heaven Blood Saint activated the Thunder Sky Bell at full force .
The purple bell started spinning rapidly and growing larger . Ten feet, one hundred feet…Finally, it became a huge 720-foot bell . It covered most of the sky . The Qi radiating from the bell was asphyxiating .
If it rotated fully, it would cause a deafening ring and shake the entire world . The powerful sound waves formed a fist that punched down at Saint Qingxiao . At the same time, dense lightning grouped together and poured down at Saint Qingxiao like a waterfall .
He remained composed like a confident war god . Forming a print with his hands, he roared, “Spiraling Print!”
His hands struck the sky . A ring of blue-green energy waves rushed out abruptly . Two huge palms appeared in the center . They forced the Thunder Sky Bell and the Heaven Blood Saint to fly backward . The Heaven Blood Saint suffered a grave injury and spat out blood .
“The Thunder Sky Bell is powerful, but you're too weak . You can't even take a single hit . ”
Saint Qingxiao's long hair was all standing up . The surging battle intent formed a black battle cloud . He attacked the Heaven Blood Saint again with a Saint-level print technique .
Chapter end
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