838: Chapter 823: Slaying Hun Shixin, the Shift of Destiny!
838: Chapter 823: Slaying Hun Shixin, the Shift of Destiny!
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The thousand-zhang-long Blood River was once again shattered by Xiao Chen, and Hun Shixin’s entire body was struck as if by lightning, hurtling backwards, his eyes filled with nothing but endless horror.
This was the fear faced with death; even though he had lived for thousands of years and gone through thousands of years of conquest, with countless warriors from other tribes falling by his hand, the terror that ca when his own life was going to end originated deep from within his soul.
Xiao Chen did not pause for a mont, his eyes brimming with dense killing intent.
At this mont, the Dark Blood War Spear in his hand shimred with a cold tallic luster, divine brilliance flickering, exuding an aura of slaughter!
“Kill!”
“rge my King’s Blood with the Blood River!”
Looking at the piercing killing intent, Hun Shixin’s eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, and his entire body imdiately shone with golden light, erupting with the majestic power of a king.
This ti, he had no room to retreat, only to fight to the death!
However, even the desire for survival that erupted in the face of death could not reverse his decline; at this mont, his Fighting Will was already less than half of what it had been before.
Defeated ti and again, and after three failures, completely exhausted.
Moreover, having lost the Blood Spear to Xiao Chen, he was already unable to display the full fighting prowess he once had, and even his once vigorous spirit had been largely ground down!
With fear in his heart, how could he fight with all his might?
Now, he could only rely on the legacy passed down from the ancestors within him!
In an instant, a golden glow shone, and on the colossal Blood Wings, the golden Patterns seed to co alive, swirling and peeling off in the blink of an eye.
The might passed down from the King’s Blood Vessel rged into the reconverging Blood River.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
All at once, the original thousand-zhang Blood River swelled to ten thousand zhang in length, with the River Water heaving sky-high, and even vague Mysteries of blood erged and vanished.
“I refuse to give in, to be defeated by a lowly human!
Today it’s either the fish dies or the net splits!”
Hun Shixin let out a roar of unwillingness, and in the next mont, his slightly dilapidated body also rged into the Blood River.
The entire Blood River, like the Heavenly River, cascaded down from the Sky Vault, causing the color of the warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe to change.
The furious montum shook their Minds, and at this mont, Hun Shixin had already given it his all.
“The fish and the net both perish?
From the mont you entered the Heavenly River Space, your Whole Blood Faint Family lost that privilege!”
Xiao Chen snorted coldly as his War Body erupted with violent energy, like the Fierce Sun, and at the sa ti, the Dark Blood War Spear instantly transford into a hundred-zhang size, like a Heavenly column, and on the War Spear itself flowed three types of Mysteries.
A vague silver Mystery with Lightning, brimming with an intense air of annihilation; a crimson-golden Mystery; and a dark Mystery radiating a dense aura of slaughter, all as clear as jade, were now deriving from the War Spear.
This was also thanks to the Dark Blood War Spear being transford into an Ancient Human Artifact under the blessing of mysterious fate, with myriad imprints of the Multitude Paths of the Heavens branded inside it.
Now, with the aid of the Dark Blood War Spear, Xiao Chen fused the three Mysteries together.
The War Spear, with tri-colored lights interweaving, crashed down towards the raging Blood River.
Boom boom boom!
The heaven and earth imdiately entered into a thunderous uproar, and at this mont, silence reigned, as if all around fell into a mont of absolute stillness.
The Dark Blood War Spear thus plunged straight down the Blood River, its ferocious montum splitting the surging river down the middle, and even beneath the violent Mystery interweaving, the River Water and the mountains of bones and fierce souls were all annihilated.
“No!”
The next mont, a cry of unwillingness ca again as a figure was squeezed out from the violent montum of the Blood River and fell towards the Earth, causing a mist of Blood in the Void.
Crack!
Instantly, above the Void, as if a piece of fabric had torn open, a large hole appeared, and a withered palm pressed down.
With Hun Shixin’s life and death unknown, the Blood Clan Ancestor finally made a move at that mont!
Hum!
In an instant, a clear radiance blossod from Xiao Chen’s body, dispelling the majesty brought by the withered palm.
Ignoring the falling hand, he took a step forward and his several-zhang-tall War Body was restored to its original state, and the Dark Blood War Spear in his hand also shrank accordingly, striking towards the falling Hun Shixin.
“Human, how dare you!”
Seeing Xiao Chen’s actions, the enraged voice of the Blood Clan Ancestor echoed throughout the Void.
“Blood Clan old ghost, your opponent is .”
A Green Color giant palm fell, instantly blocking the withered palm of the Blood Clan Ancestor in the Sky Vault, as Lord Qingjiao took action against the old Ancestor of the Blood Clan.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Xiao Chen’s Body Like a Roc spread its wings, turning into a streak of Green Color light piercing through the Void.
Despite the friction of the Void Barrier making his War Body sizzle, his Dark Blood War Spear let out a screech.
In the blink of an eye, countless shadows of spears scattered across the sky, shattering the Void and piercing through Hun Shixin.
Plop!
A light sound, the War Spear struck, piercing straight into Hun Shixin’s chest, the violent energy erupting within, crushing his blood core, turning it into Chaos, and imdiately his chest exploded.
Not only that, Xiao Chen didn’t stop, his violent aura swept over his entire body, shattering his spirit and soul, resulting in an unquestionable death!
“Dammit!”
In that mont, with Hun Shixin falling to Xiao Chen’s spear, the Blood Clan Ancestor finally broke free from Lord Qingjiao’s restraints.
The Ancestor’s roar was like thunder from the ninth heaven, shaking the souls of all the warriors, affecting them deep in their spirits.
Hum!
The green color light radiating from Xiao Chen’s body once again burst forth, nullifying this aura.
However, even so, waves still surged in his soul sea.
To ordinary warriors, a Ninth Heaven powerhouse represented the ultimate refinent of a warrior’s life stage, eligibility for the climb to the supre realm.
With Xiao Chen’s current strength, in order to be completely unafraid of the majesty of legendary strong ones, even with the obstruction of the Mountain River Seal, a certain price had to be paid.
rely within these few breaths, his body’s combat qi and spirit will were largely drawn out by the Mountain River Seal.
Perhaps once his War Body reaches the perfection of the Stage Eight Realm, along with the perfection of combat qi and spirit will, he could withstand the pressure of legendary strong ones, but that ti was not now.
For Xiao Chen, that level was still a distant goal, but right now, the head of the Entire Blood Faint Family who had established a fate-linked covenant through combat had fallen to his spear!
Hun Shixin is dead!
This instantly ignited the excitent of the many Gu Yuan Tribe clansn watching the battle, but to the Blood Faint Noble Family, it was like mourning a parent’s death.
“You junior, die!”
Similarly, the Blood Clan Ancestor was enraged.
Whether Hun Shixin lived or died was not too important in his eyes.
In the Entire Blood Faint Family, there were many who could take the position of head; with his presence, even an ordinary Blood Clan warrior could assu that position.
But the key issue was that now Hun Shixin represented the Blood Faint Noble Family in establishing the fate-linked covenant for battle.
At present, before the blood battle had ended, the person who had established the covenant fell to the opponent’s spear, a disaster looming over the Blood Faint Noble Family!
Boom, boom, boom!
Indeed, just as he was about to make a move, a difficult-to-describe aura rose within the entire Heavenly River Space.
To the human race, this aura was extrely familiar, but to the Blood Clan, it was an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Hum!
Above the Sky Vault, a powerful montum began to erge, accompanied by the flashing of lightning, thunder dancing.
Vaguely, everyone felt the descent of a grand will.
“Human Race Will”
At this mont, the Blood Clan Ancestor stopped in his tracks, a hint of terror in his eyes.
Facing the Human Race Will, not to ntion him, a legendary strong one, even the king of his Blood Clan could hardly contend.
Hum, hum, hum!
Now, above the sky of the Bronze Ancient City and the Blood Sea, the purple and blood-color mists churned violently, seemingly solidifying more and more.
Roar!
In an instant, a purple-blooded divine dragon erged from the mist, not much larger than a hundred yards and its entire body sowhat ethereal.
The purple mist ford an enchantingly colored dragon body, but upon its ergence, it let out a sky-piercing roar!
Hum, hum, hum!
The purple-blooded divine dragon kept roaring, as the Blood Tribe Floating Island similarly saw a surge of purple-blooded qi, yet no divine dragon of fate was birthed.
Moreover, not only did it fail to font a dragon, but the surging purple mists even began to converge towards the sky above the Bronze Ancient City.
Hum, hum, hum!
Above the Blood Sea, the purple-blooded divine dragon devoured the airs siphoned from the Void Floating Island, roaring with excitent.
The Human Race’s fate was devouring the Blood Clan’s!
“No!”
Witnessing this scene, countless warriors from the Blood Tribe Floating Island roared in horror.
They were terrified, yet unable to stop the purple mists above the island from being consud by the dragon.
Powerless to intervene, even their Blood Clan Ancestor did not dare to make the slightest move!
All they could do was watch as the fate mists of their own Blood Faint Family were devoured by the Gu Yuan Clan.
However, Xiao Chen had an instant of enlightennt.
His slaying of Hun Shixin, the head of the Blood Faint Noble Family, was equivalent to representing them.
On this point, even the Blood Clan Ancestor could not compare to Hun Shixin.
And since Hun Shixin was the one who had set the fate-linked covenant, the fate he carried was comparable to that of the entire Blood Faint Family.
Now that he had fallen to Xiao Chen’s spear, it was as if the family had lost its leader, and naturally that part of their fate was devoured by the human race!
Hum!
Finally, above the Void Floating Island, half of the tumbling purple-blood qi had diminished, the remaining mist thinning by more than half, and the originally purple mists even began to blur.
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