Two Lords, one from the Blood Race, and one from a horned race, appearing like the Demon Race.
Yi Tian had been mixing in the arena for quite so ti, and could basically guess the identity of a race.
The Demon Race had nurous branches, so strong, so weak. Moreover, their appearances varied greatly. So were Dao Body Races, so were Half-Dao Body Races, so were Non-Daoist Races.
Judging from the montum, both Lords had strength at the Late-stage A-level.
"Did you hear that? Quickly hand over the Agile Blood Core, we won’t trouble you," the Blood Race Lord shouted.
"The good fortune has just begun, you don’t want to be teleported away imdiately, right!"
The Demon Race Lord followed up with a shout.
The Demon Race Lord was from a very ordinary Horned Demon Race within the Demon Race; their bloodline degree was only about equal to that of advanced races.
The two had t in the forest and quarreled over a Prehistoric Giant Beast.
After probing each other and realizing they couldn’t take each other down, the two Lords hit it off and ford a team to plunder other Lords.
Defeating or driving away Lords had an impact on the scores upon returning.
Under the current Celestial Dao Rules, killing a Lord was extrely difficult.
In unfamiliar territories, Lords were very cautious, each keeping a Celestial Dao Stone in hand, ready to leave at a mont’s thought.
Daring to stuff the Celestial Dao Stone in their bosom ant they were either extrely formidable or extrely arrogant.
Just like the Horn Alliance Race Lord and the Blood Race Lord. Though they allied, they kept a distance of over ten ters from each other, holding a Celestial Dao Stone in one hand to prevent being stabbed in the back.
The Horned Demon Race Lord and the Blood Race Lord devised a plan: as long as the Blood Core was handed over, they would let the Lord leave.
After all, as long as a Lord stayed, they could acquire other Blood Cores and gain more crucial points.
Because Blood Cores took five minutes to refine, no Lord would refine them on the spot.
"Looks like you also have Blood Cores! Hand over the Blood Cores, or we’ll force you to exit,"
Yi Tian instantly understood the two Lords were trying to take a shortcut to obtain Blood Cores.
This was a good plan indeed.
With enough Blood Cores, Big Child, Third Child, or other mbers of the territory could consu them.
Who would dislike having more of such treasures?
Although Yi Tian’s Mountain Lifting and Cauldron Carrying was still cooling down.
The Ice and Fire Celestial Palm was already ready for release again.
Facing a Lord on the A-level Combat Power Golden List was tough.
In such a vast world, encountering a Lord on the A-level Combat Power Golden List was quite rare.
Besides, not all A-level beings were necessarily teleported to the sa ancient continent.
These continents clearly hadn’t been explored by top-level intelligent beings.
"Ha ha..."
"Arrogant Lord, do you even know what you’re saying?" The Horned Demon Race Lord laughed heartily.
"The S-level Battle Armor is quite impressive, but do you think it can protect you?" A look of disdain crossed the Blood Race Lord’s face.
They could see Yi Tian was at the Early-stage A-level.
The previous Early-stage A-level who was so arrogant was called the Second of the World!
"No way! Don’t bla if you get killed!"
"Celestial Fla Palm!"
Yi Tian struck towards the Blood Race Lord with a palm.
Whoosh!
More than 6900 attack power roared forth.
How fierce!
The Blood Race Lord activated his talent, unsheathed his long knife, and slashed towards the Celestial Fla Palm.
"Clang!"
Though he shattered the Celestial Fla Palm, the long knife almost flew out of his hand.
"Celestial Fla Palm!"
After one palm, Yi Tian struck with another.
He noticed the Blood Race Lord’s attack power didn’t reach seven thousand.
"Damn it, run!"
Seeing he could no longer resist, the Blood Race Lord thought to escape.
A crack opened behind him, and an invisible large hand grabbed the Blood Race Lord into the crevice.
This all seed procedural but was faster than any talent or martial skill.
Not in the sa space-ti, this didn’t count as teleportation; it was more of a space-ti traverse as per the Celestial Dao Rules.
"Second of the World!"
The Horned Demon Race Lord was dumbfounded. This Fla Palm was identical to the Second of the World’s palm technique.
Coupled with the Early-stage A-level strength, the identity of this armored figure before him was self-evident.
"You! Leave behind all Blood Cores, or you’ll end up like that Blood Race Lord," Yi Tian said coldly.
"Uh! I only have one Strength Blood Core."
The Horned Demon Race Lord took out one Strength Blood Core and said to Yi Tian. He wanted to run, but at such close range, he couldn’t outrun the Second of the World’s sword.
The Second of the World was famous for his speed with the sword.
Yi Tian didn’t know how many Beast Cores the Horned Demon Race Lord had, preparing to strike if needed.
"I also have one Physique Blood Core!"
"I don’t have any more due to ti constraints!"
The Horned Demon Race Lord hurriedly took out another Physique Beast Core, and finally looked on eagerly, adding a word.
The Lord before him was the Second of the World. He knew his identity wouldn’t intimidate him. At this point, he only hoped the Second of the World would let him go. He didn’t want to leave not long after entering.
"Throw them over!"
Yi Tian nodded; he didn’t have a Mind Reading Skill. Two were good enough. If pushed too far, he might get none.
Yi Tian might use the Spirit Spear, along with the Five Elents Divine Light, to take down the Horned Demon Race Lord.
But the gain wouldn’t outweigh the loss.
The Spirit Spear also consud Spiritual Power.
And the Five Elents Divine Light, with a three-hour cooldown, spoke for itself.
The source consumption was one thing, but it also took about 15% of Spiritual Power.
If Yi Tian’s Spiritual Power were stronger, perhaps he could use the World-Edge Sword.
The Horned Demon Race Lord tossed the Beast Core over, and Yi Tian reached to catch it.
The Physique Blood Core was the Blood Core of a Late-stage A Prehistoric Giant Beast, increasing physique by 12 points upon consumption.
The Strength Blood Core was a non-blood core of a Mid-stage A Prehistoric Giant Beast, increasing strength by 11 points upon consumption.
"Sir, may I leave now?" The Horned Demon Race Lord said timidly.
Afraid the Second of the World would go back on his word and strike with a palm or sword again. He also prepared to teleport at any mont.
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