Chapter 1216: Shaless Encirclen
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“Xiao Chen,” Ao Jiao said anxiously with worry in her eyes.
Xiao Chen turned around and smiled faintly, indicating that he was fine. Then, while Ao Jiao was not paying attention, he waved his right hand and quickly pulled her into the Immortal Spirit Ring.
After Xiao Chen sealed the Immortal Spirit Ring, he vomited another mouthful of blood.
Stepping forward, Mu Xiyan stretched out her hand and placed it on Xiao Chen’s shoulder. Then, a pink light appeared in her palm and quickly infused into Xiao Chen’s body.
Xiao Chen instantly felt all his pain vanish. However, his wounds remained the sa. This should be a temporary numbing ability of the Eros Demons.
Only two mixed-blood cultivators remained in the forrly lively Death Swamp.
The various half-step Martial Emperors flew over and ford an encirclent, cutting off all paths of retreat for Xiao Chen’s group.
A total of twelve half-step Martial Emperors pressed down with their strong auras, making breathing difficult.
If Xiao Chen or Dugu Ao t with any one of these half-step Martial Emperors, they would not dare to say that they could easily win. Now, there was twelve of them here together. There was no hope in sight at all.
Xiao Chen looked at them, one by one. The two Deity Race half-step Martial Emperors had probably been sent by the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign.
Without needing to guess, the two Ghost Race half-step Martial Emperors had definitely been sent by the East Mountain Ghost Monarch, and the two Corpse Race half-step Martial Emperors naturally were from the Heaven Punishing Corpse God.
As for the six human experts wearing masks, Xiao Chen’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking expression at the sight of them.
Since they already sent their people, why the need for masks? The mask can cover up their appearances, but can it hide the Holy Beast Martial Spirit auras coming from their bodies?
The mont the six human half-step Martial Emperors appeared, Xiao Chen knew that the Holy Masters of the Three Holy Lands had sent them.
However, the other party did not want to shed all pretense of cordiality, so they got their people to wear masks. When Xiao Chen thought about it, that was really laughable.
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At this very mont, in a distant land boundlessly far away, at the closed-door cultivation location of the Thunder Sovereign in the Martial God Palace in the Central Province of the Kunlun Continent’s Tianwu Domain:
The aged and hardened Thunder Sovereign sat cross-legged, speaking with two illusionary figures before him.
The masters of these figures were the Supre Sky Emperor, the newest Pri of the human race, and the Spirit Fox King, the strongest Martial Emperor of the Fiend Race, also a Pri.
“Thunder Sovereign, are we really not going to help this ti?” the illusionary figure belonging to the Supre Sky Emperor asked, revealing an expression of worry.
Naturally, the thing that they spoke about was the matter of the various Pris sending people to snatch the Flower of Life.
Since the Deity Race’s Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign, the Ghost Race’s East Mountain Ghost Monarch, and the Corpse Race’s Heaven Punishing Corpse God could all defy the Heavenly Dao and calculate Xiao Chen’s critical turning point, these other Pris could do so as well.
The Thunder Sovereign’s aged face appeared calm as he replied indifferently, “There is no need to make a move. Just let things flow naturally. A critical turning point is precisely a critical turning point. If we purposefully try to interfere, it will only make this critical turning point even more difficult for him. Then, it will be aningless.”
After pausing here, the Thunder Sovereign continued, “Furthermore, even I can’t quite figure out this critical turning point. There are too many variables, which make it hard to understand.”
The Supre Sky Emperor and the Spirit Fox King exchanged glances, feeling surprised. The Spirit Fox King probed, “What variables?”
The Thunder Sovereign shook his head and replied, “I can only see one clearly. There is another one, but I can’t see it clearly. That person does not have dense Luck like Xiao Chen does. However, he still appears unfathomable; I’m unable to see through him.”
The Supre Sky Emperor still did not feel at ease. “Do we really not need to take action? This ti, even the Three Holy Masters could no longer hold back and made a move.”
The Thunder Sovereign nodded resolutely. “There is no need to take action. They also know what my bottom line is and will not ss around.”
After the conversation ended, the figures of the Supre Sky Emperor and Spirit Fox King flickered a few tis before vanishing from the room, leaving the Thunder Sovereign alone.
After the two left, the Thunder Sovereign’s face beca even more aged. He muttered, “What exactly is the second variable? Why can’t I see it clearly?”
After saying that, he started calculating again, feeling dissatisfied. His lifeforce quickly drained, turning material and coming out of his head.
After a while, the Thunder Sovereign opened his eyes and saw a youth with a sword on his back. Two lights—one black and one white—flickered on the body of this youth.
However, that youth’s face was blurry; the Thunder Sovereign could not see it clearly no matter what. Not feeling satisfied, the Thunder Sovereign ford hand seals and drained even more lifeforce.
After suddenly vomiting blood, the Thunder Sovereign finally saw that youth’s face clearly and then the pure, blazing golden fire in that youth’s eyes.
The Thunder Sovereign imdiately revealed an expression of understanding. He muttered, “So, that is what is going on. So, you left behind so preventive asures as well.”
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Back at the Death Swamp, Xiao Chen looked at the twelve half-step Martial Emperors in the air and slowly said, “Dugu Ao, bring Miss Mu away. They are here for and will not stop you.”
Dugu Ao laughed when he heard this. Then, he also looked at the sky, at the seemingly unmanageable twelve half-step Martial Emperors in confusion and asked, “Brother Xiao, you decided to give up?”
Give up?
Naturally not. However, every one of these twelve half-step Martial Emperors was no weaker than Xiao Chen. Even if he used that Solar Plu Feather, breaking out was impossible.
It was not that Xiao Chen was being humble or undervalued himself; the situation before him was truly unresolvable.
All Xiao Chen could do was to choose what attitude to take when facing this. He would bet his life on this. Even if he died on the path of seeking the Dao, he would persevere to the end, never giving up.
Dugu Ao turned his head and smiled. “Interesting. It turns out that there are monts when Brother Xiao is helpless. You obviously have an expression of seeking your death. If this is not giving up, then what is?”
After a pause, his expression suddenly turned incredibly serious. “You once said that once one made a vow, one should not break it. Let tell you this now: there are so tis when once you choose to persevere, you should never give up.
“I, Dugu Ao, will help you block these twelve half-step Martial Emperors. Xiyan, help keep an eye on him.”
Before Xiao Chen could react, Mu Xiyan placed both her hands on his shoulders. Caught off guard, he could not resist the Eros Demon innate talent that trapped him where he was.
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Far away, Pei Yan’s group extended their perception to their limits, quietly observing everything.
There were also several other people, who had sensed the auras of half-step Martial Emperors and quietly rushed over, silently keeping an eye on the situation from a distance.
However, everyone behaved very cautiously. No matter who it was, no one advanced rashly to watch.
Twelve foreign half-step Martial Emperors appearing in the Human-Demon Paradise was sothing very rare, even when harking back to ancient tis.
When the Demon mixed-blood half-step Martial Emperors heard the reports of the people who managed to flee, they revealed expressions of horror.
Based on the descriptions, these foreign half-step Martial Emperors were apparently direct subordinates of the Kunlun Continent’s Pris. This was the doing of those Pris.
Pris wanted to make a move on that white-robed bladesman.
These people imdiately abandoned all thoughts of going to the Death Swamp to watch the excitent. Even the Old Black Iron Monster, who could kill a Martial Emperor, did not dare to move rashly.
This situation made everyone even more curious about the identity of that white-robed bladesman. Who exactly was he to incite so many Pris to attack together?
The crowd discussed it, but no one could co up with the correct answer.
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Inside the Death Swamp:
Xiao Chen was still conscious and aware of his surroundings. However, his body could not move. Mu Xiyan used a strange thod to numb his entire body.
Pink energy infused into Xiao Chen’s body, slowly healing his injuries.
This did not seem like a technique to trap soone but more like an Eros Demon healing ability.
Dugu Ao looked at the twelve half-step Martial Emperors in the air and stepped forward, in front of Xiao Chen, silently expressing his stance.
A Deity Race expert in the air showed an arrogant expression as he smiled coldly. “Interesting. You are just a mixed-blood bastard, and you dare to poke your nose where it does not belong.”
“Do you know whom you are facing now? Even if the Martial Emperors of the Human-Demon Sea ca here, they would not dare to block us. Yet, you, a bastard, dare to stand up for him?”
“Quickly scram. Even if your father, Dugu Kuang, were here, he would not dare to interfere in today’s matter.”
“Take your woman and imdiately leave this place. Don’t bla us for not warning you.”
Dugu Ao’s clan evidently had an extraordinary standing in the Human-Demon Sea. The twelve half-step Martial Emperors, who had been silent all the while, shouted coldly after they saw him step forward and did not attack imdiately.
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Seeing Dugu Ao stand out against the foreign half-step Martial Emperors stunned the many cultivators observing at a distance.
“Has he gone crazy? To think he is facing twelve half-step Martial Emperors at the sa ti for the sake of a foreigner!”
“It is over. He is truly reckless. They are willing to let him go, but he is still not going.”
These Demon mixed-bloods felt that Dugu Ao’s actions were not worth the cost.
However, there were also so people who felt sour in their hearts when they heard Dugu Ao being called a bastard. No matter how excellent they were, how talented they were, to those foreigners, Demon mixed-bloods were all still considered bastards.
Dugu Ao’s lips curled up as he smiled sowhat self-deprecatingly. “A bastard? You are not wrong. I, Dugu Ao, am indeed a bastard. There is nothing wrong with admitting it.
“I have the bloodline of a Demon Race from the Deep Abyss Demonic World flowing in my body. However, my—Dugu Ao’s—heart will always remain proud. Even if I am a bastard, I am still much stronger than you lot, who only know how to bully others with numbers, you shaless people. I am much stronger by a hundred tis—ten thousand tis.
“There are so things that you lot will never understand. The perseverance and dreams of so people cannot be defiled by you dogs.”
Right after Dugu Ao said that, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and a strong wind blew. An incomparably horrifying aura surged out of his body.
It was like a devil had been unleashed in Dugu Ao’s body, turning it into a greedy funnel.
Dugu Ao’s body sucked in the boundless Demonic Qi in the Death Swamp.
This absorption triggered the continuous rise of his aura. After a while, he could match the combined auras of twelve half-step Martial Emperors on his own.
Suddenly, Dugu Ao extended his hand, and a Demon mixed-blood corpse flew up from the ground. Then, he opened his mouth wide and bit down on the corpse’s neck.
In the re blink of an eye, Dugu Ao drained all the corpse’s blood. His hair turned scarlet and quickly grew long.
His hair grew so fast that it soon reached his navel. His outer clothes tore, and a pair of fleshy scarlet wings spread high. He gently flapped them and hovered in the air.
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