699: Chapter 699: Thirteen Sacred Relics, Fantasy Silver Magic Mirror!
699: Chapter 699: Thirteen Sacred Relics, Fantasy Silver Magic Mirror!
“Damn, what kind of divine skills is this?
The Bloodline Divine Ability of the Blood Clan?” Ling Fan asked with a grave expression.
“Exotic Fire can help you resist it!” the voice of the Holy Princess faintly echoed in Ling Fan’s mind.
Just then, a ghostly light flashed in front of Ling Fan’s chest, and in a flash, the boundless Sea of Blood seed to twist and contort, as if embracing all rivers, rushing towards the light at his chest.
Upon seeing this, Ling Fan’s heart skipped a beat in shock, and as he looked down, he realized the Heart of the Ocean that he wore on his chest was undergoing an odd change that caused this bizarre phenonon.
“This…” Ling Feng’s eyes widened in astonishnt.
Previously, Kern had given him a rare and precious jewelry as a gift, and he had given away all the others except for the Heart of the Ocean, which was rumored to be peculiar.
So after much deliberation, he had never given it away and decided to use it on himself as an experint, wearing it all the ti.
If not for today’s anomaly, he would have forgotten about this object altogether.
After a mont, the Blood Prison world that enveloped him was completely devoured by the Heart of the Ocean, leaving no trace behind.
The eyes of Weide, who had deployed the Blood Prison, nearly popped out.
His entire being, down to his soul, seed to be drawn deeply into the Heart of the Ocean on Ling Fan’s chest.
His entire being, even his soul, appeared to be trapped within a myriad of worlds, his figure and consciousness shuttling through various strange scenes.
In the castle, Brook was so startled that he knocked over the crystal cups on the table, spilling the crimson liquid on the floor, paying it no heed.
“Grandfather, what is this?” Lydia asked, her face full of wonder.
She had not expected that Ling Beiming had such an Exotic Treasure on him that could break Weide’s Forbidden Art; it was simply inconceivable!
Brook, seeing the scene in the video, had his breath fluctuate violently, showing an unprecedented loss of composure!
Seeing Brook lose his composure, Lydia couldn’t help but feel panicked, “Grandfather, are you…
alright?”
“God, it’s hard to believe.
It seems that my Blood Clan is destined to rise, and under my hand, Brook, none the less.
Lydia, do you realize what that is?” his voice trembled as he spoke.
Lydia was shocked, genuinely shocked.
She had never seen her grandfather so perturbed.
“If I’m not mistaken, that must be one of the Thirteen Sacred Relics of my Blood Clan, the Phantom Silver Magic Realm!” Brook said, his face flush with excitent.
“What?” Lydia was stunned.
One of the Thirteen Sacred Relics, long lost to the Blood Clan, was in the possession of Beiming?
“I’m afraid Ling Beiming does not even know he carries such a treasure.
Had Weide not triggered the relic’s reaction with the Forbidden Art of Blood Prison, we might have missed an incredible opportunity!” Brook gazed intently at the faint ghostly light emanating from the Heart of the Ocean on Ling Fan’s chest on the screen.
Lydia found it difficult to breathe, her face shocked as she watched the scene.
Ling Beiming was actually in possession of the Blood Clan Sacred Relic, the Phantom Silver Magic Realm!
“Who knows if that guy has any other Holy Artifacts on him!” The thought that crossed Lydia’s mind filled her with dread.
At that mont, inside the cave.
The Heart of the Ocean on Ling Fan’s chest emitted a faint, bewitching blood-colored light, affecting not just Weide but all of the Blood Clan mbers who saw the light, trapping them in illusions, rooted to the spot motionless.
After his initial shock, Ling Fan was the first to snap back to reality.
He imdiately looked at Weide and shouted coldly, “Damn, let’s see what other Forbidden Arts you’ve got, take this punch from !”
“He’s trapped in an Illusionary Realm, this would be a good chance to kill him,” the Holy Princess’s voice suddenly reminded him faintly in his mind.
“Hm?” Ling Fan was taken aback.
He fixed his gaze, and wasn’t it just as he suspected?
No wonder there was no reaction to his angry shouts.
“Damn it, kick a man while he’s down, why don’t you?” Official Ling thought viciously, and with the Spirit Sword in hand, his figure suddenly burst into motion.
As his form flickered, leaving behind an afterimage, the Spirit Sword in his hand brushed past Weide’s neck, cutting through it effortlessly and severing the head.
“Gurgle!”
The head rolled to the ground, and until the mont of death, Weide had not grasped what had happened, as if he died in a dream.
Inside the castle, Brook watched the scene on the video and couldn’t help but shudder, swallowing his saliva fiercely.
“Elder Level Blood Clan mbers have no power to resist in front of a Holy Artifact, truly worthy of the legendary Sacred Object of my Blood Clan!”, Brook took a deep breath, deeply shocked.
That ant, even if it were him facing Ling Beiming, should this guy wield that Holy Artifact, it was likely he would share the sa fate as Weide.
Brook eyed the Blood Clan Sacred Relic on Ling Fan’s chest, his heart afla with desire, but also filled with anxiety about how to get his hands on the item—a truly headache-inducing dilemma.
In the cave, after Ling Fan dealt with Wien, he noticed that the rest of the Blood Clan mbers were also in a state of stupor.
Such a golden opportunity, which ca once in a thousand years, was naturally not sothing Official Ling would let slip by.
His figure flickered wildly, the Spirit Sword in his hand leaving trails of chilling afterimages as he reaped the lives of all the dazed Blood Clan mbers in an instant!
Through the exchange just now, Ling Fan had understood that Blood Clan creatures, even if you shattered their heart, could still jump around full of life—these beings were different from humans.
To kill them completely, the best thod was to destroy their brains, or directly decapitate them.
Monts later, there was not a single standing Blood Clan mber around him.
Ling Fan looked down at the Heart of the Ocean on his chest; at this mont, the bizarre light on it gradually receded, and the cave returned to its previous gloom.
If it weren’t for the Blood Clan corpses on the ground, everything that had just happened seed as though it had never occurred!
“Holy Princess, what is this thing, do you recognize it?” Ling Fan asked curiously.
It really was strange; thankfully, he hadn’t gifted it to Xiao Chubing and the others.
“It’s not sothing too high-rank.
Above ordinary soldiers, there are Magic Artifacts, Spiritual Artifacts, and above Spiritual Artifacts are Holy Artifacts.
The item just now belongs to the category of Holy Artifacts.
For now, it’s sowhat useful to you, but as you grow stronger, it won’t be of much use!”, the Holy Princess explained.
Hearing this, Ling Fan inwardly marveled at how broadly inford the Holy Princess was, yet he didn’t ask more about her origins, despite his curiosity.
“It’s useful for now, that’s enough.
I hadn’t expected this thing to be a treasure!” Ling Fan felt as if he had discovered a new continent, content within his heart.
“Damn it, I hope Sam hasn’t gone far!” Ling Fan inwardly cursed bitterly and continued his search.
“Wait, the Holy Artifact on you requires Blood Clan’s blood to be activated!” Just as Ling Fan was about to leave, the Holy Princess’s voice ca through once more.
“Huh…” Ling Fan stopped in his tracks.
Then, turning to look at the Blood Clan corpses on the ground, he moved and collected them all into the Cang Ling Realm, planning to refine a couple of bottles of their blood for future use.
Watching this scene from the castle, Brook and Lydia couldn’t help but exchange glances, wondering incredulously if this guy was really not letting even the Blood Clan corpses go?
PS: Busy today, three chapters~~~
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