Chapter 1039: Chapter 49: Martial Arts at Its Peak!
The stalemate is set.
Everything seems irreversible; no one can save Chang’an.
“Good, well done!” Seeing the Annihilating Venerable Formation that threatened him instantly fall under Qing King’s control, Xuan Venerable nodded in satisfaction and continued using the Blood Syllable Mantra to refine the Essence Blood for Qing King.
But at that mont.
An unexpected scene unfolded suddenly, catching everyone off guard, including Xuan Venerable.
Qing King, holding the Supre Slaughter Spear, suddenly thrust the spear forward.
In front of him was… Xuan Venerable.
This spear was aid at Xuan Venerable!
With the Annihilating Venerable Formation aiding him, Qing King held the upper hand.
The latter froze, his entire body flashed with green light as he tried to resist Qing King’s sneak attack.
Pff!
Qing King brushed past the green giant ford by Xuan Venerable.
On Xuan Venerable’s Divine Demon Body, powerful enough to awe the ages, deep wounds imdiately appeared, faintly visible.
The wounds did not heal, and golden flas burned quietly on them, causing Xuan Venerable unbearable pain.
Xuan Venerable let out an extrely painful roar, his pupils constricted in disbelief as he turned back to Qing King, “What are you doing?!!”
Qing King’s sudden attack caught him completely off guard.
“I’m going to kill you.” Qing King said calmly, holding the golden spear.
These words left Xuan Venerable stunned, showing a look of surprise.
Then, the anger on Xuan Venerable’s face gradually faded, his ghostly blue gaze sharpened as he stared at Qing King, “What did you say?”
“I said,” Qing King in mid-air, blood qi surging around him, his black hair floating and divine eyes like lightning fixed on Xuan Venerable, piercingly intense, “Xuan Venerable, today is your death day!”
At this mont, Qing King was like a celestial being, his voice booming like Heavenly Thunder, akin to a Heavenly God delivering divine punishnt.
Crack. Crack.
The black mist in Xuan Venerable’s hand ceased to erge, he clenched his fist, his knuckles making cracking sounds.
“Without using the Blood Syllable Mantra to refine Essence Blood for you, your massacre would ultimately be in vain.” Xuan Venerable couldn’t understand why Qing King suddenly changed his mind, still holding so inner conflict.
“Weren’t you intending to use the Essence Blood from this whole city to break through to the Demi-Ancestor? Aren’t you interested in becoming the Human Race’s sole Demi-Ancestor?”
Upon hearing this, Qing King’s eyes showed a deep sarcasm, “If I could break through to the Demi-Ancestor Realm with the Essence Blood you refined, that would really be a miracle.”
Everyone was smart, and there was no need to elaborate further.
Originally composed, Xuan Venerable’s face suddenly showed horror, “How did you see through it?”
The Blood Syllable Mantra was the Supre Secret Technique of their Giant Spirit Demon Clan, and he had mastered it to an extrely deep level.
Although he had made so subtle manipulations during the refinent process, Xuan Venerable was confident that even those among his clan who also knew the Blood Syllable Mantra would most likely not notice anything amiss.
How did Qing King, a Human Cultivator, spot the problem?
Boom!
Qing King no longer answered Xuan Venerable’s question, he waved the spear in his hand and made a gentle slash in the Void.
The sky cracked, akin to a Void Slash, the thick fla resembled Divine Fire, soaring skyward, illuminating the heavens and earth with overwhelming might.
The brilliant fla transford into a blade, cutting through everything, breaking all obstacles, heading straight down towards Xuan Venerable.
“It’s you who wants to battle with , don’t bla !” Xuan Venerable’s gaze beca increasingly fierce, “Originally, I wasn’t planning to kill you so soon!”
As the strongest Venerable of the Giant Spirit Demon Clan, when had he ever feared battle?
At this mont, he felt a bit fortunate — fortunately, he had made preparations early, arranged an escape route for himself, otherwise even if he killed Qing King today, he probably wouldn’t be able to leave the Human Realm.
But since he had no worries, he was completely fearless.
The next mont, Xuan Venerable stood in the Void, covered by a black light.
Crack. Crack.
His Physical Body began to wriggle, bones growing with crackling sounds, muscles rapidly expanding, and sacrificial patterns appeared on his face, coupled with the ghostly blue eyes like Ghost Fire, exaggerated like a demonic mask, completely different from humans, exuding ferocity and great terror.
Within Xuan Venerable’s body, a ferocious, violent wolf soul shadow slowly erged, its wolf eyes filled with deep malice.
That was his “Giant Spirit”— the Abyssal Wolf.
At the instant Abyssal Wolf’s Giant Spirit appeared, the wound on Xuan Venerable’s chest began to wriggle, restored in the blink of an eye.
“Just right, kill you and then refine your Essence Blood… Martial Emperor along with the Essence Blood of this city of cultivators might help advance further, becoming a Semi-Saint,” Xuan Venerable laughed, “Qing King, you tailored this for as a wedding dress, since you don’t want to advance to Demi-Ancestor, then let do it!”
Saying this, Xuan Venerable’s expression grew more sharp, facing the coming fla blade, he suddenly punched out.
At this mont, Xuan Venerable was extraordinary, his fist exploding in green light, releasing an unparalleled aura with world-destroying montum.
Boom!
Sparks flew.
Xuan Venerable’s fist was incomparably mighty, shattering the fla blade, continuing to smash forward, the Abyssal Wolf Giant Spirit rushed forward to bite.
Qing King’s gaze sharpened, the Fla Spear in his hand erupted with ocean-like waves, raised and thrust forward fiercely.
The Divine Fla on the spear instantly engulfed the sky, terrifyingly powerful, making one’s Divine Soul tremble.
“Battle ?!” Xuan Venerable shouted wildly, extrely arrogant, single fist thrust forward, towards the spear’s edge.
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