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Chapter 1455: Admit Defeat!

Boom!

The Sky Flipping Seal, carrying a myriad of radiance, smashed down from the sky towards Nicola. Its vast power shook the skies and overshadowed the mountains and rivers, clearly a highly formidable killing move.

Nicholas’s expression became extremely grave. At this moment, a crisis enveloped him from head to toe, causing his fur to stand on end and a primal fear to assault his body.

Defending against such a move was incredibly difficult. He might sacrifice himself to this seal technique. Nicola could not help but praise, truly worthy of being a formidable Human Clan Martial Saint!

However, Nicola was also a genius among the Blood Clan, and with quick thinking, he saw an opportunity amid this looming crisis. If he grasped it, he could turn defeat into victory, killing Wang Daoxuan!

Swish!

A sharp gleam shot from Nicola’s eyes.

"Thunder clouds surge, the rage of the Netherworld God!"

With a loud roar, Nicola surprisingly did not dodge, ignoring the Sky Flipping Seal smashing towards him, instead, he thrust his hands towards Wang Daoxuan.

Above his head, thunder clouds surged endlessly, hundreds of electrical flashes weaving into a gigantic human figure, revealing the Netherworld God’s phantom of the Blood Clan!

The previous Netherworld God’s phantom condensed by Henas was infused with green Gang Qi, but the one Nicola gathered was composed entirely of lightning, millions of bolts roaring on this Netherworld God, reaching a power that dimmed the heavens and earth.

A roar resembling rolling ten thousand thunders erupted as the Netherworld God’s phantom raised its fist to smash Wang Daoxuan.

Lightning surrounded its fist, crackling with an intimidating high temperature, as swift as real lightning, instantly piercing space and arriving before Wang Daoxuan, exceeding the movement of the Sky Flipping Seal!

"Dreadful!"

This scene caused Xiao Zheng, Zuo Longyi, and the Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance Army to be extremely anxious, crying out.

Nicholas’s response was extraordinarily exquisite, employing the strategy to attack the enemy at their rescue point, utilizing his swift attack advantage, directly assaulting Wang Daoxuan’s body.

Facing such a situation, if Wang Daoxuan did not retract the Sky Flipping Seal to defend, even if he killed Nicola, he himself would be eliminated—at the least, a mutual demise.

This crazy strategy of exchanging life for life is rarely employed, unless driven into utter desperation by Martial Saints.

For cultivating to the Martial Saint Realm, one must endure countless trials. Anyone cherishes this identity and realm, naturally unwilling to lose everything in a great battle.

"If Wang Daoxuan could disregard his life, there’s still hope for this battle." Ruan Qingfeng watched the battlefield and said quietly.

Yue Qianshan smiled bitterly.

That’s practically impossible. Though Wang Daoxuan stood up for this east-west confrontation at Xiao Zheng’s invitation, holding a sense of national justice, he is ultimately a secluded elder. A crucial characteristic of secluded elders is treasuring their life, for they explore Martial Arts and the path of cultivation through it.

This group might fight for national justice or similar causes, but expecting them to actively sacrifice their life is almost impossible.

Moreover, there’s the terror between life and death!

Even seasoned warriors cannot calmly face death, let alone Wang Daoxuan, a secluded elder, less likely.

Sure enough!

As the lightning-bathed fist of the Netherworld God’s phantom came crashing, Wang Daoxuan’s face showed a trace of hesitation, finally shaking his head with a helpless smile, and with a thought, the Sky Flipping Seal aimed at Nicola appeared before him, used to block the Netherworld’s fist.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded at this moment, Wang Daoxuan’s Sky Flipping Seal, his lifetime’s condensed effort struck with ease, shattered the Netherworld God’s fist, and with unstoppable momentum, pierced through the entire Netherworld God.

Boom!

The Netherworld God exploded, reverting into ceaseless electricity, dissipating within the thunder pool.

"Hahaha..."

Yet facing this scenario, Nicola started laughing proudly and exclaimed, "Wang Daoxuan, you’ve lost!"

Earlier, Wang Daoxuan’s Sky Flipping Seal, with lifetime’s power condensed, had its force utterly depleted through detouring and striking the Netherworld God.

But Nicola, being Blood Clan, inherently possessed robust Gang Qi, and his previous attacks were merely powerful moves, not akin to hidden ace techniques like the Sky Flipping Seal, thus retaining strong combat strength.

Gain here, lose there.

Wang Daoxuan naturally revealed a sign of defeat.

In a clash of masters, a slight misstep would be seized upon, pursued mercilessly. Nicola, experienced in countless battles, would not miss this chance; once spoken, his eyes shone coldly.

Boom!

Within the thunderclouds, three Netherworld God phantoms emerged, all enveloped in dazzling lightning. Upon appearance, they roared towards the sky.

Soundwaves rolled forth as if ten thousand thunders erupted together, echoing through the skies, shaking the cosmos. Then they charged at Wang Daoxuan, surrounding him from three angles, each unleashing their fists.

Wang Daoxuan sighed inwardly, his eyes showing a trace of guilt. Facing the three Netherworld God phantoms, he swiftly energized his fingers into seals, releasing millions of strands of Gang Qi on his body surface, forming a golden armor as majestic as a god’s descent.

Clad in the golden armor, Wang Daoxuan’s demeanor carried an inexplicable dignity. Faced with attacks from the three Netherworld God phantoms, he shouted fiercely and struck back with three punches.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Golden light burst open, lightning flowed.

Within the void, three massive thunderous sounds resonated. Then Wang Daoxuan spat blood, staining the golden armor red.

However injured, those three Netherworld God phantoms were repelled slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Daoxuan emitted a fierce cry and transformed into a golden light, flying straight back to his forces.

Nicholas changed color, shouting loudly, "Are you fleeing?"

Wang Daoxuan’s face pale and weak, replied, "I admit defeat."

Nicholas’ expression shifted several times, then sneered coolly, "A fine Human Clan Martial Saint, admitting defeat crisply!" His face turned extremely grim.

[This is the seventh explosive update; I stayed up all night, many said there’s too much fighting, but due to foretelling so much in advance for this scene, I got too excited wanting to write this story in one go.]