The moon entered the layered clouds, and the world once again beca silent and dark.
Ah Wei’s body was enveloped in black-red flas, burning his Blood Qi, slowly erging from the Barbaric Pattern.
Sounds akin to ghostly wails and wolf howls erged from his Barbaric Pattern.
The path of the Barbarians is one that plunders all things.
Their Barbaric Patterns are created with blood, rumored to trap the souls of the deceased.
By imprisoning these deceased remnants within their flesh, they tornt themselves and these souls, obtaining the Barbaric Pattern and Barbaric Art!
Which is what Central Plains People call the Barbarians’ Divine Techniques!
Ah Wei was only Fifth Grade and naturally hadn’t ford a complete Barbaric Pattern, yet evidently, he had begun to coalesce his first Barbaric Pattern.
Perhaps feeling the pressure from Xu Guang, he released this incomplete first Barbaric Pattern.
"I can feel it, you’re very angry, is it for those who have died?"
He reached out and pulled a remnant soul from the Barbaric Pattern.
"This woman was the County Lord’s woman in Qiutang County. For her deceased husband, she actually drew a knife against ."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity you didn’t see it. Back then, I skinned her alive, piece by piece, gouged out her eyes, and cut off her nose and ears."
At this point, a twisted and pleased smile appeared on Ah Wei’s face.
"That woman had bones harder than many others; despite everything, as long as she had a breath left, she’d keep cursing , saying she’d kill !"
"Hahahaha! After so thought, I decided to give her that chance. I used her blood, mixed with the heart’s blood of a Beast God Species, to draw this Barbaric Pattern. Guess, will she eventually kill ? Or beco part of my Barbaric Pattern Divine Arts?!"
The Barbarians cultivate Barbaric Patterns with so trickery, using primitive bloodshed to please Ancient Deities and gain their attention to grasp the so-called Barbaric Pattern Divine Techniques.
Whether Barbaric Patterns can truly be achieved and whether they have anything to do with Ancient Deities, no one knows.
However, in the process of cultivating Barbaric Patterns, Barbarians frequently go mad, as few can remain sane under the influence of countless resentnts.
Listening to Ah Wei, Xie Jingde felt his Blood Qi rising, wishing he could kill Ah Wei right then.
But he wasn’t a match.
Even in Ah Wei’s hands, he was rely a toy.
Xu Guang slowly raised his head, gazing at Ah Wei, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I don’t know what will happen to her, but you... will soon die."
Ah Wei imdiately restrained his smile, his eyes reddened, looking at Xu Guang like a mad bull. Suddenly, the blood-colored flas on his body flared up, rushing towards Xu Guang.
Almost simultaneously, Xu Guang moved.
Bang!
Two utterly different forces collided in midair, Ah Wei’s Ancient God phantom gradually suppressed by Xu Guang’s power, shrinking from several ters tall to a thin layer compressed on the surface of his body.
Ah Wei roared.
But the absolute power gap rendered all his efforts useless.
Xu Guang pressed down with a punch, forcibly slamming Ah Wei into the ground, his body creating a deep pit.
Landing.
Martial Master’s Might unfolded.
Xu Guang pressed Ah Wei down with a single knee, throwing a punch.
Ah Wei raised his hands to block, his face changing drastically.
Another punch followed.
Ah Wei blocked again.
Xu Guang, like a madman who knew only to punch, both fists entangled with Qi Force, the imnse power accompanied by terrifying, violent impact, punch after punch landed on Ah Wei’s arms.
Crack!
Ah Wei’s arm finally couldn’t withstand Xu Guang’s ocean-like force, breaking apart.
Xu Guang ignored it completely.
Punch after punch ca down.
Ah Wei’s consciousness blurred, at the last mont, he mustered a surge of heart Qi, his legs like scissors, delivering consecutive kicks at Xu Guang, his toes shrouded in blood-colored flas.
Bang!
Halfway through the kicks, Xu Guang’s single hand caught them, then flung them downward.
Boom!
With another loud noise, Ah Wei’s entire body lost balance, slamd back to the ground.
Before he could rise, Xu Guang grabbed the back of his head, smashing it firmly to the ground.
Boom!
"Believe , you won’t die now, only suffer worse than that woman..."
Xu Guang’s voice echoed behind him, and at his ear, he could even feel the airflow of Xu Guang’s words.
Ah Wei wanted to say sothing but Xu Guang’s palm emitted Qi Force, five utterly different Qi Forces surged into his brain.
The Five Elents everlastingly flowed, like a perpetual cycle, instantly throwing Ah Wei’s mind into chaos, his body slumping weakly.
Is Ah Wei... dead?
Xie Jingde stared vacantly, unable to fathom how this elderly man at death’s door managed, with such violent ans, to simply puml Ah Wei to death...?
The mont Xu Guang appeared, he recognized him as the ancestor of Red Fla Sect, an old man capable of Forging Fifth-Grade Divine Weapons.
He had always believed the martial prowess of Red Fla Sect’s ancestor wasn’t strong, for over the years there had been no ntion of his na. If not for the solemn guarantee from Xu Fang of Red Fla Sect and evidence from old records.
Sword Casting Manor wouldn’t have believed Xu Guang, this inexplicably erged master.
With many rumors and Ji Yanran’s prior speculation, this man was supposedly a Fifth Grade with declining vitality, his martial prowess not strong...
But now...
What nonsense about declining vitality, his vitality was more vigorous than even my fifty-sothing self!
Damn, using nothing but his fists to beat a peak Fifth Grade Barbarian to death, a Barbarian who even mastered the Summoning Technique at that.
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