Chapter 1397: Shooting the Moon

Chapter 1397: Chapter 1397: Shooting the Moon

"That is truly my honor." Whether it’s to let the effects of the Blood Divine Country continue to infiltrate the enemy or to wait for reinforcements from the Blood Servants, time is naturally stretched as long as possible for Delacuri. Since Pei Yan didn’t launch an attack and stood talking to himself, Delacuri was happy to see it happen. While secretly applying his abilities within this space, he subtly signaled his subordinates to seize the time to recover their bodies.

"I haven’t thought of names for the other Divine Artifacts yet, but thanks to today’s battle, I’ve already decided on a name for this revolver." Pei Yan hooked his finger around the gun, like a cowboy in a western movie, spinning the revolver’s body back and forth in his palm as he calmly narrated.

"Oh? I’d like to hear it." Delacuri spoke casually, but his body was already ready to welcome the opponent’s attack. At his signal, his Blood Race subordinates spread out to a certain distance, ready for defensive retaliation.

"Shooting the Moon!"

Bam! As soon as Pei Yan’s voice fell, a gunshot rang out. He didn’t aim his gun at anyone but rather at the disk in the sky, resembling a red moon that continually influenced the entire space! A mocking smile appeared on Delacuri’s lips the moment Pei Yan raised his wrist, not surprised by Pei Yan’s choice. If it were him, he would also destroy the Divine Artifact that kept amplifying the enemy’s power. Although he felt scornful of Pei Yan’s move, Delacuri remained careful of Pei Yan’s attack.

In his heart, Delacuri had considerable confidence in his own Divine Artifact’s defense power. However, he had witnessed Pei Yan’s annihilation abilities more than once, and he wasn’t sure if the core of the Blood Kingdom would be destroyed by Pei Yan’s bullet. So, to be on the safe side, a circular hole naturally appeared in the center of that red moon, right at the endpoint of Pei Yan’s bullet’s trajectory.

As long as the bullet didn’t directly touch that strange power, there wouldn’t be any adverse effects. With this plan in mind, Delacuri watched Pei Yan’s every move to see how he would react next, only to be shocked to find Pei Yan spitting out his cigar, closing the faceplate on his face, then turning his back, transforming into a shadow, and fleeing toward the edge of the Sealing Space.

Ran away? The thought had just flashed through Delacuri’s mind when confusion turned into terror, and he blurted out, "Not good!"

However, his voice was already drowned out by an earth-shattering roar. Following the roar was a heatwave capable of turning steel into molten iron, and a dazzling light like daytime. In an instant, all members of the Blood Race were swept inside by this heatwave.

Outside the independent space, the just-teleported Xia Yu was cleaning the seeds of the original Blood Disaster from his surroundings while describing the situation inside to the waiting Investigation Hall agents and instructing them to reinforce the seal and defense of the independent space as per Pei Yan’s request. At this critical moment, several Heavenly Dao Elders of the Daoist Plane, responsible for maintaining the Space Array of the independent space, cried out in alarm.

Seeing this, Xia Yu and the others hurried over, only to see a large, watermelon-sized oval object on the long table. This object was the external form supporting the independent space, previously a dark gray space magical artifact shrouded in mist. Now, it was like a red-hot branding iron, glowing all over. The carved runes on its surface lit up one after another before quickly extinguishing. In just a breath, fine cracks appeared on the artifact’s surface.

"I knew helping that kid would lead to no good! This could cost me my life! What are you all standing around for? Inject source energy into the Array. If the explosion inside destroys the space magical artifact, the leaked energy and resulting spatial turbulence could destroy everything here. If the guy you set a trap for survives this impact, he’ll choose to escape immediately, and we won’t be able to stop him." The elderly man rolling his eyes and complaining was the Elder Zong of the Clear Wind Talisman Transformation Sect, previously responsible for maintaining the defense Array at the Sword Discussion Conference. He knew well the damage Pei Yan could cause. While urging the surrounding experts to assist, he skillfully joined hand seals with a few brothers around him, launching talismans into the independent space’s exterior to reinforce its defense.

With the internal and external parties at a stalemate, after several violent shakes, the space magical artifact gradually stabilized. Despite so, the Elders maintaining the Array dared not be careless, beginning a new round of reinforcing the seal while repairing the artifact’s damage.

Xia Yu relaxed and let out a breath when the situation slightly stabilized, then looked across the table at Hu Jiu. Meeting Xia Yu’s probing gaze, Hu Jiu nodded in response, "Don’t worry, still alive!"

The independent space was silent. The blood-red vines previously covering it like a tropical rainforest were now completely obliterated by an irresistible force. No debris, no remnants of plants remained, only scorched earth and a few figures swaying on the nearly crystallized ground.

"Ugh~ ugh~ ugh~ Ah! Ah! Ah!" Heart-wrenching screams shattered the silence, echoing throughout the space. No one expected the shift in victory and defeat to be so swift. Before anyone could react, they were engulfed in light as dazzling as the sun. They then felt their bodies rapidly melt and decompose. Delacuri fared better. With every doppelganger present under attack, he had no choice but to use his Divine Artifact again, transferring that lethal damage to his Blood Servant outside.

However, others weren’t as fortunate. They tried again and again to reconstruct their bodies in the explosion’s heatwave. But their newly restored bodies melted away once more the next moment. The first to fall were two Grand Dukes severely injured in previous battles. They evaporated completely without uttering a last word, followed by two Dukes meeting a similar fate. The remaining survivors struggled to let their innate power meld into a puddle of blood, constantly penetrating the ground, blending with the space’s defense origins, barely surviving by relying on their abilities and the external power injected to maintain the space artifact and prevent collapse.

Even so, when they emerged from the surface and tried to reform human shapes after the explosion, only the Prince who had just reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao could barely maintain a human shape. The other two could only form a mass of human-like soft mud, emitting hair-raising wails.

And Pei Yan, who caused this state, stood unscathed in a corner of the independent space, coldly watching everything in the field with a detached gaze.