Even though this was the second time he had felt the pressure of such a powerhouse, Xiao Chen could still feel the majesty of a Legendary powerhouse. This was a kind of Zhou Tian's mellow aura. This had nothing to do with race or what kind of technique one cultivated. Whether it was holy or evil, this was the feeling of one's own cultivation reaching perfection.
It seemed that there was only a difference of two levels, but the gap was as vast as the ocean. Even now, Xiao Chen still felt an unparalleled pressure.
If it wasn't for the fact that the toughness of his Battle Body was comparable to divine metal, he would probably have been crushed to the ground. Even so, Xiao Chen's mind still surged with monstrous waves. This was the pressure of a Living Body.
In an instant, clear splendor bloomed from the golden glow of Xiao Chen's Battle Body. An immortal clear splendor was like a waterfall, surrounding Xiao Chen and canceling out the pressure that originally belonged to a Legendary powerhouse.
The Seal of Mountains and Rivers floated above Xiao Chen's head. The shaking heaven and earth immediately stabilized because of its suppression.
Taking a deep breath, the blood in Xiao Chen's body surged, and a substantial tsunami spread out. The surging blood and qi surged into the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, and suddenly, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers met the withered finger.
Clang!
The sound of thunder appeared, and clear splendor burst out like a waterfall, filling the entire space.
Hum!
The Seal of Mountains and Rivers flew back, and the withered palm was also pushed back. The might it originally had disappeared in an instant. The Seal of Mountains and Rivers was still hovering above Xiao Chen's head, emitting a buzzing sound as divine radiance sprinkled down continuously.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. His strength was really too low. Although he had repelled the hand, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers consumed a lot of power. Not only did it consume his spiritual will, but it also consumed his Battle Qi. In the blink of an eye, the Battle Qi in his body had been consumed by more than 50%.
"Huh?"
At this moment, there was a soft groan in the void. It was a doubt about Xiao Chen's ability to repel it.
At this moment, the air behind Fainting Shixin, who was already badly wounded, twisted slightly, and the entire void was cut open. It was not torn, but melted, revealing a silver-white dimensional barrier.
"Little human, you've really surprised me. That seal of yours should be a King item, right? Although I don't know why it doesn't exude the aura of a King, or why you're able to use it with your meager strength, it's still an opportunity for me, your ancestor."
From the melting nothingness, an old, stooped figure stepped out. His blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the Seal of Mountains and Rivers floating above Xiao Chen's head. There was endless greed in his eyes.
What!
"A King weapon!"
The words of the Blood Race Patriarch shocked countless people. Even the martialists of the Gu Yuan Tribe were shocked. Although they had seen this seal before, they had never imagined that it was a Ruler Armament.
Ruler Armament, King's Weapon. What was a King's Weapon? In a certain sense, it was equivalent to a supreme ruler.
As for the martialists of the Blood Race, the battle in the void also stopped with the arrival of the Blood Race Patriarch. At this moment, he also felt relieved. No wonder Xiao Chen could capture all the ferocious beasts captured by his Blood Fainting Family. If it was a King weapon, then everything made sense.
"This Ancestor is truly curious about your identity. You actually possess such a mystical treasure. Furthermore, although it's unable to emit the aura of a King, it can be concealed very well. Similarly, you can use it with your meager strength."
The Seal of Mountains and Rivers had a great attraction to the Blood Race Patriarch. It even ignored its surroundings. As for the other Blood Race members, they did not dare to make a sound. Its blood-red eyes swept across the surroundings, causing the martialists of the Gu Yuan Tribe to shudder.
Hiss!
Almost in an instant, the martialists of the Gu Yuan Tribe could not help but take a step back. This blood-red figure shocked them from the bottom of their hearts.
This hunchbacked old man had a withered face and cracked skin. If it were not for the pair of shriveled bat wings on his back, he would undoubtedly look like an old man from the Human Race.
"Patriarch, please kill this person and break into the Human Race's ancient city."
At this moment, he looked extremely miserable. The golden blood wings on his back drooped down and even became very dim. The aura on his body was ethereal and extremely weak.
"Little fellow, do you want me to go and take it, or do you want to hand it over?"
The Blood Race Patriarch was still calm. There was even a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
"Old thing, did you oversleep?" Xiao Chen shouted. He did not seem to care about the Blood Race Patriarch.
What!
Xiao Chen's words immediately enraged the Blood Race Patriarch. "Alright, alright.
"Good, good, good. Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to? Do you really think that just because you have a King's Weapon, you can resist my attack? Even a King's Weapon requires a corresponding amount of strength to be used. Not to mention that your seal doesn't have a King's Qi. I want to suck your blood dry. The blood of a human genius is the most delicious, and it can stimulate the dormant vitality in my body!"
"Old bastard, the Patriarch can't resist it. What about me?"
Just like that, a spatial crack also appeared behind Xiao Chen. In the dark space, a dazzling flame rose like a blazing sun. A strong figure appeared.
Blue Flame Falling Dragon!
"Damn it!"
The Blood Race Patriarch's eyes narrowed when he saw Lord Dragon. The blazing aura made all the Blood Race members feel extremely uncomfortable. It was as if their flesh and blood were about to melt. Some of the Blood Race soldiers below even lay on the ground with smoke rising from them.
"Dragon!"
Finally, the Blood Race Patriarch exclaimed. The Blue Flame Falling Dragon's appearance finally changed color. He could feel the extreme Yang heat in its body, which had a slight suppression on his Blood Race Dao.
"Old bastard, you've lived for too long. You've become muddle-headed!" Xiao Chen mocked the Blood Race Patriarch.
"Senior Dragon, I'll have to trouble you to deal with this old bastard from the Blood Race."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's figure once again charged towards Fainted Shixin. His golden fist shone brightly.
"Your opponent is me."
Seeing that Xiao Chen did not care about attacking Fainted Shixin, a trace of killing intent flashed in the Blood Race Patriarch's eyes. However, he did not move because there was a warrior in front of him who was at the same level as him. Moreover, the intense flame on his body was enough to suppress his blood color.
"Damn it!"
Fainted Shixin gritted his teeth when he saw Xiao Chen charging towards him. At this moment, the Blood Race Patriarch, whom he had been relying on, was stalled by someone else. The next moment, his body shone with intense golden light again.
"Blood Demon Spear!"
Finally, the golden patterns on the Blood Race Patriarch's back burst with intense light again. Divine colors continuously began to gather in front of him, and a golden and blood-colored spear was formed once again.
Clang!
A beam of golden divine light burst out from Xiao Chen's fist and collided with the golden and blood-colored spear. In an instant, both attacks disintegrated in the void and shattered into nothingness.
Pfft!
Blood splattered everywhere. Fainted Shixin was sent flying. The bloody void and even the Blood Race Patriarch behind him all drooped as they lost the support of their strength.
"Stop him!"
"Hurry up and stop him!
Stop him! "
Fainted Shixin was terrified. He hurriedly called for the Blood Race Patriarchs around him.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
In an instant, four Blood Race Patriarchs surrounded Xiao Chen, trying to stop him.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
In the next moment, four consecutive booms sounded. Four flowers of blood exploded in the void, and blood and bones splattered everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the four Blood Race Patriarchs had all turned into a rain of blood.
The four fallen Blood Race Patriarchs had bought Fainted Shixin some time. His figure madly dashed towards the floating island behind him. The crisis of death made him completely disregard the Blood Race Patriarchs and Blood Race Patriarchs behind him.
Kill!
Xiao Chen did not give chase. At this moment, there were still more than ten Blood Race Patriarchs gathered here, and these Blood Race Patriarchs had become Xiao Chen's prey.
Buzz!
Xiao Chen's figure streaked across the void and descended in front of a Blood Race Patriarch. This was a Great Venerate Patriarch. Although he was in the same realm as Xiao Chen, in front of Xiao Chen, he was just like a naughty child. Before he could even cry out in alarm, his entire body was crushed by Xiao Chen's fist.
Fainting and Shixin's escape had a huge impact. The remaining elders of the Blood Clan also panicked and tried to escape back to the Floating Islands. Even the elders of the Dragon-Blooded Full Moon Rhinoceros who had come to the Earth Domain's Guyuan Tribe roared and ignored the Blood Clan soldiers as they fled back to the Floating Islands.
Boom!
When a Blood Race Patriarch saw that he was being held back by the Guyuan Tribe's martialists and that he had suffered serious injuries, he detonated his Blood Core in the blink of an eye, causing blood-colored waves to ripple in the void.
In the end, a few of the remaining Blood Race Patriarchs managed to escape back to the Ancient Void City.
"Everyone, kill the Blood Race Patriarchs!"
In the next moment, Xiao Chen shouted. In an instant, the Venerates of the Guyuan Tribe fell into the midst of the Blood Race Patriarchs' defeated Blood Race Patriarchs.