Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 243 – Qi and Blood

The power of a Witch clan member lay in the power of hatred, but the power of a barbarian cultivator lay in the courage of their blood essence!

The colorful engravings on their skin were the Berserker Marks used by the Berserkers to channel the power of their blood essence.

Just like the power of the Shaman’s curse, when caught off guard, the Shamans could even jump ranks and harm the unknown high order cultivator. The barbarian’s blood essence ability also had a strange power, able to corrupt cultivators’ spiritual power while they were fighting.

When Yang Junshan confirmed that the group in front of him belonged to the Barbarian Clan, he had made preparations for it. Other people did not know that the group of weird-looking people in front of him were not people of this world. Fortunately, the cultivation level of the members of the small group of Barbarian Clan was not too high.

Liu Zhifei continued to take the lead. The magic tools in the air continuously flashed, and amongst the mature Goliath cultivators, the one who looked the oldest, didn’t even have the time to dodge or block before being smashed into pieces by Liu Zhifei’s melon hammer.

However, Liu Zhifei did not have the chance to kill his opponent. Instead, his expression changed drastically, and the corners of his eyes even twitched. An unspeakable pain came from his spiritual consciousness, and a strange wave of filthiness directly attacked the spirit energy in the magic tool. In that instant, he even felt as if his connection with the magic tool had been severed.

Fortunately, Liu Zhifei had been through a long battle and was not in a state of chaos. Even after killing one of his opponents and the rest of the barbarian cultivators flocking towards him, he continued to rush forward without slowing down, instantly closing the distance between him and his magic tool. His originally tight connection with his magic tool caused it to finally sway backwards and fly back into his control.

A few Goliath cultivators started to circulate their Qi and blood, but Liu Zhifei did not move to block them. Fortunately, at this time, the other Goliath cultivators had already rushed forward and attacked the Goliath cultivators that were besieging Liu Zhifei, helping him break free from their encirclement.

A few of the barbarian youths were even killed in an instant by the crowd’s spells and divine abilities. However, the crowd was also surprised by Liu Zhifei’s reaction earlier, and they did not know why he exposed sucuge flaw in his attack earlier. Could it be that the barbarian cultivator he killed earlier was really that strong, causing his spirit power to be unable to sustain for a short period of time?

Just as suspicion flashed across everyone’s minds, they heard Liu Zhifei suddenly shout out. “Be careful, these people are a bit strange, they can dirty a magical equipment, a bad person’s spiritual sense!”

Everyone was shocked, especially those few who had tools in their hands, who treated magic tools as their lifeblood. Hearing Liu Zhifei’s reminder, their hearts trembled, but they had no choice in attacking, and could only clench their teeth and release their divine powers, at the same time channeling all the spirit energy in their bodies into their magic tools, protecting their bodies.

When Yang Junshan saw these barbarian cultivators, he had already taken note of their rough strength. Among these people, only the last few middle-aged barbarian cultivators that appeared from the tents were at least at the barbarian realm. They were equivalent to ordinary Martial Realm Cultivator s, and furthermore, they were at a low level one.

The rest of the barbarian youths who had returned from their hunting were considered as beginner barbarians, and were equivalent to cultivators of Mortal Realm. As for those barbarian children, although they had inherited the valiant nature of the barbarian race, their Berserker Marks had yet to grow and they did not have any cultivation base on them.

Furthermore, because he knew the unique characteristics of the barbarian cultivators, Yang Junshan had never used his magic tools from the beginning. Moreover, these barbarians weren’t worth exposing his second arrow, the Snake-Necked Bow.

Then, his entire body seemed to soar into the air as if he was riding on clouds. Before he even landed, he felt a black shadow flash by in the corner of his eyes, and then he felt a dull pain in his heart, causing all the organs in his internal organs to crumble into dust. Fresh blood spewed out of his mouth along with a large amount of his internal organs, and then he fell to the ground likag bag.

From start to finish, Yang Junshan had never given his opponent a chance to retaliate, nor did he want to compete with the barbarian cultivators in terms of their own sacred arts and secret arts.

The moment Yang Junshan killed the barbarian cultivator, a few cries of alarm rang out from beside him. The magic tool in Xiong Xiyi’s hand had succeeded in injuring the barbarian cultivator, but the moment Tu Man spat out a mouthful of blood, he sprayed all his blood essence onto her magic tool. In an instant, a puff of green smoke rose into the air and Xiong Xiyi felt that the magic tool in her hand was like a ladle that was leaking out.

At the same time, Fang Zhonghui also cried out in surprise. This petite female cultivator was originally not very strong in the third team, and had always picked the weakest opponent when fighting. Not every opponent was someone she could choose from.

Therefore, he used the second spell that Wang Zong followed and gathered all the power of his Qi and blood around his body. A blood snake formed from the power of his Qi and blood avoided Wang Zong’s attack, and flew into the air to bite Fang Hui, who appeared to be the weakest among them. At the same time, that barbarian cultivator was also heavily injured by Wang Zong, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Fang Zhonghui who had just followed behind Yang Junshan to kill a young cultivator, who would have thought that he would be killed so easily. He was immediately scared witless and quickly gathered a set of skills to block, but was easily torn apart by the snake of Qi and blood. He was no longer able to dodge and was bitten on the arm by the snake of Qi.

The moment Fang Zhonghui was bitten by the snake made of Qi and blood, he felt as if his entire body was being swept away by a dam bursting. Countless waves rushed around randomly in her body, and finally stirred up the Qi and blood in her body to rush towards her heart.

Qi and blood attacking the heart – this was the most common method of attack used by the magical arts of the barbarian race!

Fang Zhonghui’s injuries had also surprised the other members of the third team. Other than Yang Junshan, however, no one else had realized the severity of the situation, thinking that it was just an ordinary injury. Furthermore, Fang Zhonghui’s own cultivation technique had a special effect on the recovery of his injuries.

However, the situation immediately changed. After the group of barbarian cultivators had been completely exterminated, Fang Zhonghui fell backward and started to violently twitch. His complexion immediately turned red, and his face became deathly pale.

“What’s going on?” Liu Zhifei’s expression was very unsightly. He originally thought that it was only an ordinary extermination of bandits, but he did not expect it to be one accident after another.

In fact, the other party’s strength was not good enough to kill him, but the appearance of this group of people was extremely strange. This technique was also very strange, the round hammer in his hand had a small red mark on it, which was contaminated by the cultivators who had just killed it, the originally smooth surface immediately became rough and potholes, causing Liu Zhifei, who was preparing his life tool for higher quality, to feel extremely pained.

Seeing Fang Zhonghui lying on the ground and twitching, everyone was at a loss for a moment because they did not know what was going on.

Seeing this, Qi Zhou wanted to kneel down and channel his spirit energy into Fang Zhonghui’s body to help her defend against the injuries in her body. This was also a method of emergency treatment that cultivators usually used.

But unexpectedly, Yang Junshan suddenly extended his hand to stop him, and seeing the confused look in Qi Zhou’s eyes, Yang Junshan said: “If you don’t want her life, then don’t do that.”

Wang Zong took a step forward and said, “Are we just going to watch her die?”

Yang Junshan glanced at Wang Zong without saying a word. Xiong Xiyi’s magical equipment had also been corroded by the power of blood and vitality. At this time, he coldly spoke: “How do you only know that if you inject spirit energy into her, she will die?”

Yang Junshan also did not pay attention to him, he only squatted down and looked at the twitching Fang Zhonghui, as if he was looking at something else.

Liu Zhifei appeared to be extremely anxious at this moment, and said: “Little Yang, do you have a way?”

Just as Liu Zhifei’s voice fell, he saw Yang Junshan make his move, his palm striking Fang Zhonghui’s abdomen, and Fang Zhonghui who was lying on the ground convulsing lifted his head and feet at the same time, and shot out a blood arrow that was three feet high.

“What are you doing...”

Qi Zhou was shocked and angry, but before he could finish his sentence, Fang Zhonghui who was lying on the ground stopped twitching and slowly woke up. He looked at everyone and asked, “What happened to me?”

Qi Zhou hurriedly squatted down to comfort her. Yang Junshan stood up and saw that the others were also looking at the place where Fang Zhonghui spat out a mouthful of tainted blood. The grass there had all died, and even the ground had been corroded.

Luo Bingkun sucked in a breath of cold air and said: “What a strange spell and ability, to actually be able to injure one’s vital energy and blood through the air. Where exactly are these people from, why have I never heard of them before in the cultivation world?”

Everyone shook their heads and looked towards Liu Zhifei. This battle was led by Liu Zhifei himself, no one had heard anything about it before. It was clear that this was an order he had received from the Heaven-Shaken Sect.

Liu Zhifei looked at the questioning gazes of the crowd, and shook his head: “I am only following orders, I do not know the background of these people, but does Little Yang know anything?”

Everyone looked at Yang Junshan, of course Yang Junshan would not reveal his background as a Goliath cultivator, he only said, “It’s just that I was a little involved with the circulation of the Qi in my body, and just realized that Miss Fang’s Qi was circulating erratically, so I took my chance to test it out. I didn’t think that I would succeed, it can be considered a fluke!”

Liu Zhifei’s eyes lit up when he heard this, and said: “Looks like Xiao Yang’s body forging is extremely profound, only high grade body forging and a small portion of high quality middle grade body forging can accurately calculate the condition of the blood circulation in a cultivator’s body.”