The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 817 - 464: The Balance of the World (Part 2)

The target in front of Yan Xiaobao was a Holy Star. Although he could be considered one of the weaker Saints, he was still much stronger than Yan Xiaobao. This made the white-haired young man need to focus even more and make full use of his attacks. Indeed, he could use Lan Feng’s power or transform into his wolf form, but he was unwilling to do so now. He knew that if he wanted to become stronger, he had to rely on his own strength. Therefore, he summoned a yellow flame from the sea of spiritual energy and then placed his hand on the snow-covered ground.

The spiritual energy enhanced by his Earth Element Affinity surged from Yan Xiaobao’s hand into the ground. This caused a giant hand to shoot out from the ground and grab the Saint in front of Yan Xiaobao.

The hand was clearly an earthquake, Earth Hand. Although it only utilized his Emperor Power, this hand was able to entangle the Saint long enough for Yan Xiaobao to charge forward with a high sword in his hand and successfully pierce the heart of the Saint before him.

When he felt the ocean of spiritual energy quickly being depleted, Yan Xiaobao swiftly cut off the connection between the Earth Hand and himself. Although he had speed at his disposal and many tricks, he was, after all, an Emperor, and he was fighting more than a few Saints.

The blue cloud and Blizzard suppressed anyone among them. Due to this combination, Yan Xiaobao had the ability to deal with the weaker Saints. However, to handle more powerful problems, he needed to use more resources.

During aimless wandering, Yan Xiaobao skillfully managed to avoid the powerful Saints while killing one low-level Saint after another. Unfortunately, he soon ran out.

After absorbing the life force of seven Saints, Yan Xiaobao could feel himself becoming stronger. The life force had another impact on his abilities, enhancing his attack power as well. Just like his Qi, spiritual energy, and martial power, they became stronger. Each attack became more effective than before, and it seemed that the more life force he absorbed, the stronger his attacks became. However, he was not foolish. He suspected that when he started to use this life force, his attacks would weaken again.

Seeing he had killed seven Saints, Yan Xiaobao exited the Blizzard. He no longer poured Wu Wei into his Ice Storm Sword, and slowly, the ice storm calmed down.

Although Yan Xiaobao killed seven Saints, a large group of people remained. But as the snow cleared, the faces of the remaining Saints were all deadly pale, because they saw how many bodies lay quietly in the red snow. All had their hearts pierced, all seemed to have died without being able to fight back.

Many Saints involuntarily trembled as they watched the Emperor who had made so many Saints nothing more than stepping stones. Looking at him, they all felt fear. He emitted a strange energy, one they had never experienced before, yet it was so full of vitality and life that they were innately afraid of it.

"Who is he?" a Saint asked. "Could he be a genius from another plane?" another inquired. Hearing this question, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. He hadn’t expected these Saints to know about the existence of other planes. It was clear he would need to ask Xiao Ning about some details later.

Yan Xiaobao didn’t respond to the Saints, but when they suddenly looked at him with new expressions, everyone felt their hearts stop. They all knew Yan Xiaobao was the Great Marshall of the Divine Origin Beast Army, and only an Emperor could convince them he really came from elsewhere to have such a high level of status. Even Xiao Ning and the other three Saints looked at Yan Xiaobao with a peculiar expression. While others looked at him in fear, they admired him.

Yan Xiaobao sighed but said nothing. If everyone believed he came from another plane, it would be very beneficial for him, as it would allow him to take a break in battle. Thus, though everyone was stunned, he went to his friends.

As he went, he was shocked by how he used the witch’s power. It was simple; as long as he wanted to use these skills, he could use them. His only limitation was whether he had enough life force. Usually, when one uses life force, they forget their limits, and many witches die from exhausting their lives in battle or healing others, and then they die.

This knowledge was the focus of Yan Xiaobao’s attention. He wasn’t interested in sudden death from using all his life force, but he was very interested in life force as a form of energy.

He placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder, closed his eyes, and allowed his life force to begin healing. Life force flowed through his body, and the wounds they suffered while protecting him disappeared in seconds.

The almost instantaneous healing shocked everyone. There were no green lights, no signs of using wood affinity, and the healing didn’t take long. Therapist Yan Xiaobao, at least, wasn’t exhausted. Hui Yue healed his friend and looked around.

They had nowhere else to go within this inner chamber, and there were no more treasures. Staying here was no longer useful, so, signaling to his friends, he began to head toward the entrance they had come through.