Su Chen sighed, his mind stirred, and he looked at Nalan Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, take Qiong’er to rest."
Relatively speaking, Nalan Qingcheng was only lightly injured, and now, she was almost healed.
Nalan Qingcheng nodded without saying more. She knew that comfort was useless now, and the best she could do was not complicate matters.
She supported Di Qiong and left.
anwhile, Su Chen moved towards Nangong Wu, Yoo Junluo, Qing Jian, and others.
As he walked, Su Chen bit his finger, letting the blood flow!!!
He ca before Nangong Wu.
"Drink." Su Chen said without any nonsense, raising his finger to her lips.
"Husband, you’re hurt too. I won’t drink." Nangong Wu stubbornly shook her head. Su Chen’s condition was not good, severely depleted. Even though his face was covered in blood, it was still visibly pale.
"Drink." Su Chen insisted, his voice firm.
Nangong Wu was slightly afraid. She had rarely seen Su Chen angry, but she knew that if she refused again, Su Chen would really get angry.
She took a sip of the blood.
Then, Su Chen moved towards Yoo Junluo and the other won, repeating the process.
Of course, he only let his severely injured won directly suck the blood from his fingers, while the others...
Su Chen’s mind stirred, and he took out a jade basin!
Then.
He let the blood flow.
He filled a basin.
Su Chen was even more weakened, feeling as though he would collapse at any mont.
"My blood can heal." Su Chen shouted, "Mix it with water, everyone drink a bowl!!!"
If everyone drank blood, it would surely not be enough.
So, it could only be mixed with water.
"Young boy Su, you..." Huo Shouying looked at Su Chen, feeling a bit distressed. That was a basin full of blood! No matter who, even a Martial Cultivator, losing so much blood at once would make them extrely weak, not to ntion that Su Chen was already very weak.
"Master, I’m fine. You drink a bowl first to heal." Su Chen said firmly.
Huo Shouying said no more.
"Young boy Su, you’ve given so much blood, you really did your best." Jiuyou sighed, but did not stop him.
She knew she couldn’t stop him.
Moreover, although using so much blood at once had no real problems, it only caused so weakness, and with the Divine Mansion, in one day, he could regenerate all the lost blood.
Additionally, the bodies of thirty thousand extradinsional Celestial Race beings were equivalent to more than thirty thousand Moon Spirit Stones. Absorbing those stones would exponentially increase Su Chen’s strength, providing more blood, of better quality. Consuming a bit now was nothing.
"The Extraterrestrial Celestial Race deserves to die!" Su Chen muttered with evil Qi raging, unable to describe his killing intent and fury.
The Extraterrestrial Celestial Race was far stronger than he imagined.
This race invading the Divine Martial Continent was truly... was truly like a tiger in a sheepfold.
A tiger can naturally eat sheep due to its nature, being strong only ans enduring it, but devouring all the sheep is too much, right?
The Extraterrestrial Celestial Race wishes to utterly destroy the Divine Martial Continent, to slaughter tens of trillions of Martial Cultivators for food!
It’s truly excessive.
Despicable!
"Don’t overthink it, focus on enhancing your strength for the next Extraterrestrial Celestial Race battle." Jiuyou said firmly.
The Seed Emperor still lives.
There will definitely be a third battle with the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race.
And the Divine Martial Continent can only rely on Su Chen.
At this mont.
In the sky above Heavenly Gate Gorge.
In the void.
Two won were hiding.
One woman, unparalleled in beauty, stunning thousands through her elegance. The other, slightly lesser, yet still very beautiful.
They were Di Deijin and Little Yuan.
Earlier, during the battle between the Heaven’s Alliance and the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race, the air was filled with blood Qi.
Di Deijin and Little Yuan naturally sensed this, and thus hurried over.
However, by the ti they arrived, the battle was near its end, already decided.
So, Di Deijin and Little Yuan did not intervene.
"Little Yuan. Is that Su Chen?" Di Deijin gazed at Su Chen from the void.
"It should be." Little Yuan nodded.
"He doesn’t seem bad after all! Fighting so desperately, even using his own blood to save people!" Di Deijin whispered: "He’s not as arrogant, ungrateful, nor is he repaying kindness with gratitude as the Third Elder said!"
Little Yuan didn’t know how to respond, simply said: "Miss, we should leave. The blood scent here is strong."
"I’m not leaving. I want to ask him why he killed my Imperial Family mber. Clearly, the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race is terrifying; the Imperial Family was here to help him. If the Imperial Family had helped in the battle just now, they wouldn’t have suffered so many casualties." Di Deijin shook her head seriously.
"No, Miss, I... we’d better leave now!" Little Yuan urged anxiously.
However.
Di Deijin had already taken a step out of the void.
In that instant below, Su Chen suddenly looked up, the pallor on his face instantly beca solemn.
Danger!!!
One of these suddenly appearing won made him feel extre danger.
Of course, the woman’s appearance similarly shocked him tens of thousands of tis.
The woman’s beauty could actually overshadow Nangong Wu, Nalan Qingcheng, and many won, although only slightly, but truly so—it’s utterly incredible.
Su Chen traveled from Earth to the Divine Martial Continent, encountering many won.
The only one who could match Nangong Wu and Nalan Qingcheng in appearance was Wenren Nongyue.
Unexpectedly...
Su Chen was greatly shocked.
The other mbers of Heaven’s Alliance were even more so, having never seen such beauty. Was she a fairy? Could this be the Azure Heaven pitying the Divine Martial Continent, sending a fairy to assist them?
At this mont, so even felt like kneeling and praying.
"Are you Su Chen?" The next mont, Di Deijin spoke. She stared at Su Chen: "Why are you so ungrateful?!!!"
Di Deijin’s cold voice carried anger.
"What’s ungrateful?" Su Chen squinted.
"Clearly, the Divine Martial Continent isn’t an equal match for the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race. Those monsters are so powerful that they can kill and consu everyone in the Divine Martial Continent. In such a situation, why refuse the Imperial Family’s help? If the Imperial Family were to help, there wouldn’t be so many deaths! For personal interest, you reject the Imperial Family’s aid; what is ungrateful if not that? Besides, you dare to kill my Imperial Family mber?" Di Deijin’s voice grew louder with anger and confusion. She truly couldn’t understand why Su Chen would refuse the Imperial Family’s assistance.
Below, mbers of Heaven’s Alliance and Martial Cultivators glared with resentnt and anger at Di Deijin. She claid the Imperial Family wanted to help Su Chen and the Divine Martial Continent? Why hadn’t they seen this? Hah... just talk? They only saw the Alliance Hierarch Su Chen fighting fearlessly! They only witnessed Su Chen even sacrificing his own blood to heal everyone! No signs of this so-called Imperial Family!
Ignore what they say, observe what they do. What is the Imperial Family? They don’t know; they only know their Savior is Su Chen, their hope is Su Chen.
This fairy-like woman, no matter how beautiful—how dare she confront, accuse, and oppose Su Chen—she deserves to die! Deserves to die!! Yes! Deserves to die!
"Are you an Imperial Family mber?" Su Chen laughed.
"Yes!" Di Deijin nodded, curious why Su Chen suddenly laughed.
"Jiuyou, lend Strength!!!" At that mont, Su Chen suddenly said.
In an instant.
The previously weakened Su Chen suddenly went mad.
Mysterious Qi roared.
The Physical Body writhed.
Over ten billion Dragon’s Force surged through his body, frantically nourishing every muscle.
Then.
Without any wasted words.
"Die!!!" Su Chen raised his head, his eyes blood red and sinister, roaring as the Ancient Dust Sword crazily brandished.
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