It was a known fact that all those possessing bloodline talent were undoubtedly the true geniuses of the Beast Clan. This was especially true for those who had survived in their world, a place fraught with danger at every turn. Without a doubt, as long as they didn’t perish, their bloodline talents would continuously change their appearances and form through battles and evolution, transforming them one by one into brutal figures capable of wreaking havoc.
Moreover, that was rely for those with a single bloodline talent. What if they possessed two? If an individual possessed two bloodline talents, then, without a doubt, as the Old Man had once said, they would surely be a top-tier genius within the Beast Clan, comparable to demons. They would stand high at the apex; no matter where they went, as long as they didn’t court death, they would use their talent and strength to seize higher positions and authority.
Even now, on the Star War Battlefield, there was a worthy leader commanding an entire section of it. This was because it possessed two bloodline talents, and its power allowed it to disdain those above the royal level, despite being at the royal level itself. It was lawless! Thus, this powerful figure was almost unarguably a preeminent entity among the Beast Clan, a true KING, comparable to a Demon God.
Yet, one with two bloodline talents was rely called a Demon God.
Now, Wang Zhan was about to tell him that the opponent possessed three bloodline talents! So, they’ve struck gold this ti, destined to make a fortune?
Consequently, amidst the Old Man’s cursing, Wang Zhan’s idea, in his mind, was tantamount to saying, "I don’t want to live anymore! Don’t try to stop ; let’s go die together!"
Three bloodline talents... what could describe such a being? A Demon King? A Demon God? Or could it be directly crowned with the title of Deity? So, does Wang Zhan even realize what he’s saying? Is he so blinded by greed that he can’t see reason?!
Of course, he definitely wouldn’t tell Wang Zhan these secrets. Otherwise, if Wang Zhan were to ask, would he have to confess that the other powerful existence with two bloodline talents, the one that died at his and his teammates’ hands, was the younger brother of that powerful king with two bloodline talents? And that it had indeed died by their hands? The Old Man might be senile and overly concerned with face, but this mory was, for him, the heaviest burden, one to be forever buried deep in his heart, never to be spoken of to anyone.
However, what the Old Man definitely hadn’t expected was that just after he posed that question to Wang Zhan, a slight curve touched Wang Zhan’s otherwise ruthless lips. Then, what appeared to be a smile was, in reality, a display of unprecedented coldness and grimness as he said, "If you don’t want to die with this ti, then I advise you to stop complaining! Because if you don’t help, both of us will perish here!!"
As soon as the words fell, the Old Man was sent flying by Wang Zhan, like a transparent blue shard of glass, tumbling through the air. Before the Old Man could react, a burst of intense light suddenly flared before him. In the blink of an eye, it drove all the darkness under the sky to the furthest edges.
Then, Wang Zhan, clutching his saber with both hands, powered by the wings on his back, shot skyward with a thunderous BOOM. This was followed by an Earth-shattering, heaven-descending horizontal chop, accompanied by a rolling wave of sound and a ceaseless, furious roar:
"SLASH!"
The cry echoed through the empty valley.
At this mont, Wang Zhan’s actions threw the wilderness into complete turmoil. In the surroundings, aside from the smaller and dium-sized Beast Clan groups that had swiftly fled, driven by the primal fear in their bloodlines, the wilderness where the two humans and the serpent now stood beca the most conspicuous, brightly lit expanse in the entire land. A brilliant radiance illuminated the land, like the deeply hidden weapons of the Human Race flaring to life within the Southwest Regions.
And so, all beast species that had attained a certain level of power now focused their attention on this sudden upheaval. They roused themselves from their slumber, their line of sight shifting towards this area, towards the abrupt turmoil unfolding before them. The innate savagery and bloodlust in their veins made them roar at the heavens, their gazes turning crimson. Then, amidst a deafening rumble and violent tremors—as if entire mountain ranges were being shaken—they swiftly converged on the battlefield.
And the Old Man, sent flying by Wang Zhan’s powerful collision, at this mont, finally understood the true aning behind Wang Zhan’s earlier words.
Indeed, under the glare of Wang Zhan’s saber light, the Old Man, having glimpsed the true situation on the field, nearly choked. His heart hamred against his ribs with disbelief and trepidation.
What...what did I just see?
Though it was just a glance, his strength being far from weak, he had already estimated their numbers in that instant.
Almost over thirty giant snakes! And they looked exactly like that colossal, single-horned creature, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty ferocity!
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