"...How many more tis do you want to die?"
Xu Jin’s words echoed like thunder in the mind of the Blood God Son, Fu Ying.
A few keywords made Fu Ying’s imagination run wild, pondering over many things.
’Tracking thods’
’How many more tis to die’
Especially these words, directly led the Blood God Son to think of many possibilities, and then he began imagining a grand drama.
This Xu Jin, ca specifically to hunt him down.
And his coming to the Fourth-Order Yunluo Star Domain was sothing he hadn’t told anyone.
But how did Xu Jin manage to track him down?
Tracking thods!
Xu Jin had placed a tracking thod on him, or perhaps had so other tracking secret technique.
Theoretically, with his consecutive Blood Rebirths, it was impossible for any tracking thod to trace him.
However, in this vast world, nothing is too strange.
Even an incredible thing like blood rebirth could happen to him.
Then it’s not surprising that Xu Jin has so bizarre ans of tracking him.
Moreover, from Xu Jin’s words, he seems extrely knowledgeable about the Blood God Sect’s Blood Rebirth.
How many more tis can you die?
Yes, how many more tis can he die?
Theoretically, he could die two more tis.
But if he does die two more tis, then he’ll be truly ruined.
Decades of hard cultivation would vanish into thin air.
Everything would have to start from scratch, and once his Divine Soul Cultivation level drops to the First Tier and the Divine Soul Star collapses, would he still have a chance to re-cultivate?
Indeed, if he insisted on his way and ended up being killed by Xu Jin, he could still be reborn through blood.
But if Xu Jin tracks him down again, then his life would truly end.
He would genuinely die completely!
Among people who have experienced death, so can fearlessly face it.
But so beco even more terrified of death.
Fu Ying is this latter type, who fears death more!
In a brief instant, nurous thoughts and ideas flashed through Fu Ying’s mind, but in the end, he stopped.
He had to stop; with the speed Xu Jin just demonstrated, even if he kept fleeing, he couldn’t escape!
Seeing the escaping Blood God Son Fu Ying stop, Xu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The first step of the plan succeeded, aning he had found Fu Ying’s weakness.
Now the subsequent plan could proceed!
Boom!
A bolt of lightning as thick as an adult’s arm suddenly exploded tens of ters away from Fu Ying.
Sizzling thunder techniques exuded a frightening might.
The followers of the Blood God Sect, whether it was psychologically or in terms of cultivated Star Power, had a natural fear of these powers of extre masculinity, especially Thunder Star Skill.
Watching the cascading thunder light, Fu Ying knew that if it struck him, he would be reduced to ash.
He would begin an extrely miserable third rebirth.
His cultivation would fall to the Third Tier Refining Star, and his Divine Soul Cultivation would even fall directly to the Second-tier Star Casting.
That situation would be too terrible.
Blood God Son Fu Ying knew further that Xu Jin, not intent on killing him, certainly saw that he still had value, so he wasn’t too panicked, took a deep breath, and fixed his gaze on Xu Jin.
"Fu Ying, I have a secret technique to track you, but it takes so effort. I don’t want to waste too much ti on you.
At the sa ti, I am well aware of the cost of using the Blood Dripping Divine Pattern.
If I kill you once more, you will be half ruined.
If I kill you twice more, you will be completely ruined, devoid of any value.
So, would you like to beco my captive?" Xu Jin’s Thunder Wings flashed behind him, surrounded by lightning, resembling a Heavenly God.
Fu Ying looked up at Xu Jin, instead of answering, he asked, "Can I live? If I beco your captive, will you let leave alive?"
"As long as you can give what I want, naturally you will live. A dead you is of no value to ."
After speaking, Xu Jin continued, "Moreover, you have the Blood Dripping Divine Pattern, even if I go back on my word, you can be reborn through blood after dying here.
But, why not try this chance to live now?
Surviving once less should be very important to you now." Xu Jin persuaded.
The Blood God Son Fu Ying had to admit, Xu Jin was an expert persuader.
Every sentence hit the mark in his heart, struck at his vital points.
Surviving once less was crucial for him now.
Since there was a way to survive, why not try it?
"Alright."
As Fu Ying agreed, the Blood God Sect mbers behind, with sharp eyes started sneaking away, for instance, the Altar Master Long Yu, who Xu Jin thought could be called the Great Saint of the Deceptive Path.
But more were the frenzied believers of the Blood God Sect, each rushing forward to protect the Blood God Son at all costs.
"It’s a misunderstanding, he’s an old friend, didn’t recognize at first, all of you stand down." The Blood God Son Fu Ying waved his hand.
"Go wait for in that wooden hut over there. Don’t let your Hall Master escape."
"Understood."
Upon Fu Ying’s command, just as he turned to fly towards the wooden hut on the other side of the valley to rest, Xu Jin’s Thunder Wings behind him gave a jolt, and he directly turned into a phantom and disappeared.
After he vanished, the booming sonic blasts started to sound.
This scene directly shattered that bit of luck that just floated in the mind of Blood God Son Fu Ying.
Just monts ago, he was still thinking of taking the opportunity to flee while Xu Jin pursued others.
But the speed Xu Jin just displayed was at least five tis, even six tis faster than his own.
Impossible to escape.
He better obediently cooperate.
After the Willow Catkins Star Pattern was deduced to the Eighth Tier Middle, Xu Jin’s normal speed already exceeded four hundred ters per second, and now under the four tis flow flash speed, within just one breath, he caught up with the Great Saint of the Deceptive Path Long Yu who had escaped for over a dozen breaths.
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