novelraw Chapter 1438: Maintain Awe!
Chapter 1438: Maintain Awe!
Boom!
A total of eight Martial Saints clashed in that instant.
Besides Vlad III, the Blood Clan had another Martial Saint, and although War God Heke from the Werewolf Clan had perished, two Martial Saints remained.
"Human Clan!"
A Martial Saint from the Wolf Clan roared, hatred and fury burning in his eyes, "Today, I will tear you to shreds!" With that, he charged at Lin Xiu Ren.
"Hmph!"
Anyone who has cultivated to the Martial Saint Realm is an extraordinary genius, and being insulted like this, Lin Xiu Ren naturally could not tolerate it. Two fierce rays shot from his eyes as he coldly said, "Let’s see if you have the ability!"
"Howl!"
A thunderous howl erupted from the mouth of the Werewolf Martial Saint, shaking the entire space. Then, a white light suddenly glowed from deep within his throat, growing increasingly bright.
"Wolf God’s Fury!"
Boom!
A massive white beam shot out from the mouth of the Werewolf Martial Saint, heading straight for Lin Xiu Ren.
"Not good!"
Lin Xiu Ren’s expression changed.
This beam contained intense Gang Qi fluctuations, clearly possessing extremely powerful force, and he had to take it seriously.
"Golden Bell Dragon Coiling Cover!"
With a low roar in his heart, Lin Xiu Ren mobilized the Gang Qi within his body, executing a top-level defensive technique from the Qingcheng Sect.
Boom!
A burst of golden light exploded from his body, transforming into a massive golden bell that enveloped him. The bell emitted a faint golden glow, with roaring flood dragons coiling around its surface. These dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws, appearing ferocious and formidable, instilling fear in anyone who saw them.
Boom!
The white beam crashed heavily into the golden bell, and Lin Xiu Ren felt a massive force surge toward him, causing the bell to shake violently. With a cracking sound, a fissure appeared on its surface.
Boom boom boom!
The beam continued its assault, and finally, with a loud explosion, it shattered the golden bell.
However, the beam’s power was exhausted in the process, so Lin Xiu Ren wasn’t severely harmed, though his face turned pale.
From the exchange just now, it was clear that his strength was not as great as that of the Werewolf Martial Saint.
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On the other side, Xiao Jingde was also engaged in battle with a Werewolf Martial Saint.
The Werewolf Martial Saint was not weak, his body shrouded in Gang Qi like dense smoke, and each punch and kick carried tremendous power.
After exchanging a few moves, Xiao Jingde was slightly surprised, thinking to himself that, as expected of the Wolf Clan, their physical speed was indeed superior to humans.
"But your realm is too low."
Xiao Jingde growled.
He was not a match for Xiao Zheng.
However, that did not mean he was not a match for this Werewolf Martial Saint!
As a reclusive elder of the Qingcheng Sect, Xiao Jingde’s realm was naturally not so simple.
Boom!
A terrifying mid-stage Martial Saint pressure surged from Xiao Jingde’s body, pressing mightily toward the Werewolf Martial Saint.
Buzz!
The Werewolf Martial Saint felt an enormous pressure sweep over him, his mind momentarily blank, slowing his movements.
"The opportunity has come."
Xiao Jingde was ecstatic in his heart.
With that thought, he suddenly raised his hand, pointing fiercely at the Werewolf Martial Saint, and a low roar erupted from his mouth.
"Life Destruction Sword Sea"
Boom!
Gang Qi surged from his body like a torrent, transforming into countless sharp swords in mid-air. These swords glittered coldly, emitting a clanging sound, densely suspended in the void, resembling a sea of swords. As soon as they formed, they quivered slightly, then all the small swords howled forth.
The Werewolf Martial Saint was taken aback.
He had just come to his senses when he saw countless gleaming cold sword lights rushing at him.
"Damn it!"
The Werewolf Martial Saint let out a low growl, pulling all his surging Gang Qi back into his body, and his figure expanded drastically as fur suddenly extended, transforming into a giant wolf covered in hair, howling skyward.
"Howl!"
The dense sword light clashed against his body, sparking bursts of fire. His fur seemed to possess unimaginable defensive power!
Xiao Jingde sneered coldly.
The defensive power was indeed impressive, but hoping to withstand the Life Destruction Sword Sea was pure fantasy.
Clang clang clang!
Amidst a symphony of metal clashing, waves of sword light slammed into the Werewolf Martial Saint’s body, quickly breaking through his tough fur defense, leaving blood marks on him. The Werewolf Martial Saint let out a loud cry of pain, stepping back. Yet, the sword light clung to him like a relentless plague, cutting and slicing, soon covering the werewolf in blood.
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Zuo Longyi was battling the Blood Clan Martial Saint.
Though this Blood Clan Martial Saint was not as powerful as Vlad III, he was still a terrifying figure, having reached the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
A pair of wings on his back were several times larger than those of ordinary Blood Clan members. A flap, and he achieved incredible speed, almost impossible to catch.
With such innate speed advantage, he naturally stood in an invincible position!
Looking at Zuo Longyi, the Blood Clan Martial Saint sneered, "A young kid dares to challenge me. You don’t even know the meaning of death."
Zuo Longyi appeared youthful, and despite having lived a long time, his pure heart kept his gaze clear.
Except for a head of white hair, he truly looked like a young man.
Upon hearing this, Zuo Longyi smiled and clapped, "How amusing, to think I would meet someone as interesting as you on my return."
The Blood Clan Martial Saint frowned.
He saw no fear in Zuo Longyi’s eyes, only interest, which immediately infuriated him.
"Kid, it seems you’re quite naive. Today, I’ll teach you a lesson,"
the Blood Clan Martial Saint said coldly, "To remind you that facing the Blood Clan demands respect. Otherwise, there’s only one outcome: death."
Boom!
With those words, he flapped his massive wings, diving toward Zuo Longyi. His face and demeanor were cold. In previous battles, a quick lunge would often grant him the upper hand. His speed was unmatched; by the time he reached an enemy, they would be too slow to react or defend.
There’s a saying in the Huaxia Martial Arts World: No invincible martial arts, only unrivaled speed. The Blood Clan Martial Saint mastered this "fast" principle, making him unbeatable in combat.
Yet, just as he charged at Zuo Longyi, an unexpected event froze the coldness on his face, turning it into deep shock.
Zuo Longyi had suddenly vanished.
Whoosh!
As he lunged, reaching Zuo Longyi’s former position, the latter’s body flickered and vanished from the void, as if he was never there.
"What is this?"
Stunned, the Blood Clan Martial Saint was astounded, wearing a ghost-stricken expression on his face.