Chapter 1701: Chapter 144 Blood Sacrifice of All Living Beings_2
Zhao Feng looked at Wang Ba, knowing that his junior brother ahead had temporarily changed his deanor due to cultivation, yet his heart remained complex and unclear.
He sighed lightly and nodded:
“I understand… Perhaps indeed these years of hardship have exhausted my spirit.”
Then turned around, and walked slowly towards the dungeon exit.
At the mont before crossing out of the dungeon, he turned his head slightly, revealing a side profile, as if speaking to Wang Ba, or perhaps to himself, he said:
“But I never regret.”
With these words, he strode out of the dungeon.
The aura around him at this mont seed to finally shed the heavy constraints, and the sword heart tempered over the years, at this mont, finally pierced through the thick dust.
Long in the cage, back to nature.
In an instant, brilliance to the extre!
In the sky, mighty thunder clouds quickly covered the entire Wanxiang Sect’s sky, thunder roared as if the end tis were approaching!
The next mont, a spectacular, radiant sword-light broke through the thunder clouds…
Inside the dungeon.
Wang Ba stood with hands behind his back.
He did not need to look and already knew the result.
As early as two or three hundred years ago, Zhao Feng’s talent and foundation were enough to impact Immortal Ascension.
But to support his cultivation wholeheartedly, he clearly did not want to handle many miscellaneous tasks, yet still took the Sect Master position from Qu Shentong.
Since then, except for the ti in Zhongsheng Continent, he almost never drew his sword again.
A sword cultivator skilled in magical combat, yet almost never drawing the sword again, is itself the greatest tempering for a sword cultivator.
And further refining heart with many miscellaneous tasks.
Seemingly Zhao Feng had already beco diocre these years.
Yet all preparations will eventually have a mont of eruption, all efforts will eventually blossom in his deserved glory at so point.
An unparalleled sword cultivator who had been dormant for years, finally erged today.
The Mutiny of Dragon-Snake is not just what he, but Zhao Feng also needs to undergo.
“Next… it’s Han Yanzi’s turn.”
Wang Ba indifferently watched the void ahead.
Ti, is already running out.
Once the fusion with Ice Dao is complete, emotions and desires return, then according to his nature, he might not necessarily follow his current thoughts and plans.
He calmly waited for this, but also hoped his plan could smoothly advance.
That was what he saw, perhaps a brighter future.
His eyes cold, at this mont it seed to have traversed a distant distance, seeing the changes happening on Huangji Continent…
…
Huangji Continent, southwest coast.
Over the black imposing fortress, Class V True Martial Cultivators each occupied a position, faintly forming a Great Array.
Inside the fortress, there were also Class IV True Martial Cultivators controlling the God-breaking Crossbows, their expressions were grave and vigilant.
A young man clad in solemn battle armour, face contemplative, suspended before the assembled True Martial Cultivators.
Behind him hung a blood-colored sword energy, seemingly sensing danger, the blood energy on it was vaguely chilling, slightly vibrating.
“You are Wang Ba’s son from Wanxiang Sect, right?”
Opposite, standing before a massive blood-colored ram’s horn-shaped mountain, was an elderly man clad in green robes, he looked at the young man and suddenly spoke, laughing.
Facing the elder, the young man remained unchanged in deanor, instead, he asked back:
“You are the Elder of the primitive Demonic Sect, correct? Why have I not seen your Sect Master?”
Upon hearing this, the True Martial Cultivators behind instantly burst into laughter.
The Demon Sect Master being defeated by the Youth Sword Ancestor was well-known, raising this matter now had an obvious implication.
“You are rather sharp-tongued, much like your father.”
Han Yanzi did not take offense upon hearing this, he rely chuckled lightly, then solemnly said:
“Though I have so misunderstandings with your father, it won’t affect my relationship with the Martial Kingdom, I do not wish for aningless conflict. If you allocate ninety percent of the population to , I promise you, I will not lay a finger on your Martial Kingdom…”
“Why waste so many words, Elder Han?”
The young man with the sword behind his back suddenly interrupted Han Yanzi’s words, his expression calm, yet faintly carrying the innate Killing Intent of a True Martial Cultivator:
“If you want to act, then act! The Martial Kingdom only has True Martial Cultivators who die in battle, never those who beg and wag tail, sell out comrades!”
“Not to ntion ninety percent, even nine True Martial Cultivators, you won’t take a single one!”
Hearing the words of the young man with the sword, the True Martial Cultivators behind him all had high spirits, showing expressions of approval and reverence.
And around, quickly more True Martial Cultivators ca, joined the Great Array ford by the True Martial Cultivators in the front.
Han Yanzi, clad in green, sighed and shook his head:
“Unaware of celestial timing and calamities… I had taken your father’s sentints into account and offered you a chance at life, but you refuse my kindness.”
“But I only worry you have too few people, I’m willing to wait a while longer.”
The young man with the sword behind him heard this, naturally would not refuse such good fortune.
He did not know what plans Han Yanzi truly had, but he knew very well the scattered True Martial Cultivators would surely be defeated; only united True Martial Cultivators have a chance at survival.
True Martial Cultivators swiftly arrived and ford a formation.
Finally, dozens of Class V True Martial Cultivators, and a vast number of Class IV True Martial Cultivators gathered, a terrifying pillar of blood energy exploded into the young man’s body.
The young man’s aura, in this instant, skyrocketed madly!
His eyes also instantaneously rounded, his body filled with blood energy in a split mont.
Fresh red killing energy enveloped his body.
Though wielding it seed sowhat strained, yet at this mont, he faintly resembled the fallen Martial Ancestor Wang Xu.
“It seems you are ready.”
Seeing this scene, Han Yanzi was actually delighted rather than frightened, and praised.
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