Chapter 2370: Essence of Original Blood

Chapter 2370 -2405: Essence of Original Blood

Wang Zhongjian’s vine sense can extend infinitely. At this moment, hundreds of vines stretched downward, instantly entangling dozens of experts from the Mothman Tribe.

Once entangled, the fate of ordinary Mothman Tribe experts is sealed. The purple light shone on the vines, and those trapped were instantly unable to use True Yuan, which had the same subtle properties as the Ding Family’s Immortal Binding Chain.

Many nearby Mothman Tribe experts who were able to teleport could do nothing without True Yuan, only watching helplessly as their Origin of Life was drained away.

“Hand over Ding Fan, or I will level your Moth Immortal Mountain to the ground!”

Wang Zhongjian’s savage voice echoed, still using ancient language but not very accurately. Patriarch of the Mothman Clan, Er Li, and a group of Mothman Tribe experts were left confused, watching helplessly as dozens of Mothman Tribe members screamed before turning into corpses and being thrown out. All were indignant.

“Ssssss~~”

Dozens of elders from the Mothman Tribe had already reacted, albeit hesitantly to approach the vines. They began firing streams of True Yuan, attacking the vines from all directions.

Er Li finally made his move, producing a massive sickle from his hand, its blade shining bright with imposing power—it was a Divine Weapon. He swung the sickle, and a gigantic blade gleam cut through the sky as if tearing it apart, the gleam sparkling within it evidently contained Gold power; its destructive force was astounding.

Er Li sensed a Fourth Level Golden True Insight, having kept his weapon hidden until this point. The tragic deaths of dozens of his tribe members were too much for him to bear.

As for Wang Zhongjian, what was he speaking about handing over Ding Fan? Er Li didn’t understand at all, nor had the luxury to ponder. Human Race nearly annihilated the Mothman Tribe back in those days; now Wang Zhongjian had slain so many expert Mothman Tribesmen, Er Li cared for nothing else but to kill Wang Zhongjian first and then sort it out.

“Boom Boom Boom!”

Er Li’s blade was distinctly different in attack power compared to others; the rest of the Mothman Tribe elders and those special race experts could only tear through a dozen layers of vines at most. But with his one strike, Er Li effortlessly tore through several layers; in the blink of an eye, he had shredded through thirty layers of vine defense shield.

Unfortunately…

Wang Zhongjian had amassed forty to fifty layers of vines; the blade gleam quickly vanished.

“Continue the attack, target one place to attack, and kill him for me!”

Er Li was invigorated, knowing if the vines could be cleft, they could easily bombard Wang Zhongjian.

He continued relentless attacks, with several Mothman Tribe elders gathering together, fiercely converging at one spot.

“Boom Boom Boom~”

Layer upon layer of vines were ripped apart, the sky filled with vine fragments; Wang Zhongjian’s speed in gathering vines obviously lagged behind the speed of their bombardment.

“Good!”

The Mothman Tribe elders became increasingly excited, slowly approaching Wang Zhongjian to further bombard him and finally let Er Li finish him off.

“Humph~”

At that moment, Wang Zhongjian let out a heavy snort, seeing the Mothman Tribe unmoved, believing Er Li resolute in defending Ding Fan. This filled him with spite; his aura exploded, freezing the space for a mile around him. Wang Zhongjian activated the Spatial Domain Field unique to the Divine Realm Seventh Level Realm.

The Spatial Domain Field is mystical, akin to the Spatial Truth, its purpose is to immobilize any enemy within the Field’s space; Divine Realm Seventh Level at the elementary stage can immobilize enemies within a mile, Divine Realm below Seventh Level cannot move, except those who’ve comprehended Spatial Truth, like Sixth Level experts.

Divine Realm Third Level and below are like children; reaching Fourth Level, Fifth Level marks youth, Sixth Level is adulthood, and Seventh Level means stepping into middle age.

Divine Realm Seventh Level can be likened to earthly emperors, while Sixth Level experts are merely normal nobles; just consider the emperor’s will—how dare those nobles disobey?

The Spatial Domain Field is the most dreadful attack means of the Divine Realm Seventh Level expert. When Wang Zhongjian unleashed his Spatial Domain Field, the nearby dozen Mothman Tribe elders and several external tribe elders were completely immobilized.

“Humans dare!”

Er Li was apoplectic, moreover feeling a surge of terror, realizing the elders had previously been outside Wang Zhongjian’s mile radius. Due to being overly focused earlier, as the vines diminished, they unconsciously closed the distance, ultimately becoming ensnared within Wang Zhongjian’s Spatial Domain Field. ℴ

“Ssss ssss ssss~”

Endless vines continued projecting, instantly binding the Mothman Tribe elders. Within the Divine Realm Seventh Level’s space, the elders couldn’t move, helplessly watching themselves being entangled by the vines.

“Whoosh~”

Er Li finally made a move. Countless blade gleams appeared in the sky, slashing towards Wang Zhongjian’s vines. He also released his spatial domain field, trying to suppress the growth speed of the vines to rescue those elders’ lives.

Although the vines’ speed slowed down, there were just too many of them. Moreover, Wang Zhongjian kept shooting out vines continuously. The elders were being drawn towards him one by one. Even though Er Li was a Seventh Level expert like Wang Zhongjian, his attack speed became slow within Wang Zhongjian’s space.

Watching the elders being pulled over by Wang Zhongjian, Er Li became anxious. These elders were the hope of the Mothman Tribe. Whether they could have another one or two Seventh Level experts in the divine realm in the future depended on them. If they all died here, the Mothman Tribe would have no chance to rise again.

But there were just too many vines, and those elders were trapped inside the space, unable to escape. Even if he managed to pull a few out, they were immediately entangled by the vines again.

At this moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He was ready to risk it all. The only way to save these elders was to kill Wang Zhongjian.

“Damn human race, go to hell!”

Er Li’s body transformed into a phantom and flew towards the vines. At this moment, his battle saber no longer emitted blade gleams, but instead, he directly raised the saber and slashed at the vines.

Transforming True Yuan into blade gleams was not as powerful as a direct slash. To unleash the highest power of his warrior heritage, Er Li had to fight in close quarters. His battle saber was of premium quality, and only direct slashing could unleash its strongest combat power.

“Ha~”

Just as he thought, when he charged into the vines, with a casual slash of his saber, the vines were easily severed. Er Li swung his battle saber with immense might, chopping towards Wang Zhongjian.

“Great.”

On a distant mountain peak, Ye Li, who was hiding there, sensed this scene and was overjoyed. He whispered to Ding Fan, “Wang Zhongjian and Er Li are going all out. If they could end up with one dead and one injured, then our plan would be perfectly realized.”

“Bang bang bang bang~”

The entire sky was filled with breaking vines and flying branches. Every time Er Li wielded his battle saber, he could tear the space apart. At this moment, Er Li was unstoppable. Countless vines entangled him, but they couldn’t get close to him. The divine weapon in his hand emanated a spirit as soaring as a rainbow, with black energy swirling, exuding an indescribable, fearsome aura.

Wang Zhongjian was wrapped in dozens of layers of vines. During this time, which lasted only for a few breaths, Er Li had already broken through over thirty layers, with the terrifying intent of killing locking onto Wang Zhongjian inside.

Wang Zhongjian had already killed seven or eight elders of the Mothman Tribe and several experts of other races. Now, he dared not continue because Er Li was about to reach him soon.

In an instant, he began to retreat while controlling more vines to form a defensive layer in front of him. His vines were not limitless; they needed to absorb the warriors’ life force. Along the way, he had killed many Mothman Tribe members and warriors of other races, absorbing a lot of life energy, allowing him to release for hours without consuming his own life energy.

At this moment, he quickly retreated, continuing to release vines to block Er Li. When he felt out of danger, he began to deal with the remaining elders of the Mothman Tribe.

Furthermore…

He released more vines extending downward, wrapping around the Mothman Tribe members one by one, then hoisting them up to absorb their life force.

Due to different levels, his vines absorbed life force at a terrifying speed. The Mothman Tribe elders might last for a while, but ordinary tribe members would turn into mummies within a breath’s time.

“Die for me! Die!”

Er Li was nearly frenzied at this point, watching as countless Mothman Tribe members were hanged to death, turned into mummies. Yet, he couldn’t get close to Wang Zhongjian, growing angrier by the minute. These elders and tribe members below were the hope of the Mothman Tribe, as his own life was nearing its end.

Once all these people were dead, when his own life was exhausted, the entire Mothman family would be torn apart and utterly destroyed by the Giant Tribe.

“Roar~~”

The Patriarch of the Mothman Tribe roared, a drop of blood suddenly dripped from his brow, sliding down to turn into a blood mist, covering his body, turning him into a blood-soaked man.

“Patriarch, no!”

An elder of the Mothman Tribe who had not been killed roared in an ancient dialect. The others didn’t know, only these elders were aware that this was Er Li’s secret technique, burning the original essence blood within himself, temporarily boosting his combat strength.

The Beast King has the Essence of Original Blood. Powerful experts can also cultivate the Essence of Original Blood. In fact, many ancient races possess this secret technique. The Essence of Original Blood is the purest and most powerful source of a warrior’s strength, used in life-threatening and desperate situations.