YM778.TV Chapter 334 - Ancient Technique: Blood Sacrifice
Chapter 334 - Ancient Technique: Blood Sacrifice
However, he did not give up. His only thought was to protect Ling Xi. That was why he could not fall, not even for a moment!
Whoosh!
With one hand pressing on his wound and the other holding the halberd, he stood up! Although he had been defeated, the fighting spirit in his eyes shocked the crowd!
“Not dead yet?” Song Zhongcheng mocked him. “Not bad. You didn’t die even after I used my Shadow Killing Strike! However, will you live after my next attack? Long Chen, you’re going to die. I’ve used this on countless people, so you’re not the first, and you won’t be the last!
Was this the fatal strike?
If Song Zhongcheng was so smug about it, it had to at least be an advanced Earth-tier combat technique. There was a high chance that Long Chen wouldn\'t survive this attack.
Long Chen swallowed the blood in his mouth. “You can’t kill me,” he said coldly.
“I’ll try!” Song Zhongcheng prepared to attack!
Just then, there was a low wolf’s howl. Xiaolang’s gigantic body suddenly appeared in front of Long Chen. With a gentle flick of his tail, he swept Long Chen to the door of Ling Xi’s shelter!
Xiaolang’s meaning was clear: it was Long Chen’s turn to protect Ling Xi. Let him deal with Song Zhongcheng!
“Xiaolang!” Long Chen was prepared to die. He was about to instruct Xiaolang to escape with Ling Xi, but Xiaolang had seen through his intentions and intervened. His meaning was simple: Long Chen could run with Ling Xi. He would fight the enemy today!
“Roar!”
Beneath the morning sun, the regal Sun Devouring Wolf’s black fur looked like countless black whirlpools, swallowing sunlight!
“Get back here! I’ll fight him!” If Xiaolang sacrificed his life for this, Long Chen would not be able to forgive himself. Killing the Ninth Prince was Long Chen and Ling Xi’s personal matter, so he would rather die than run away!
Xiaolang was, in reality, slightly weaker than Long Chen. Song Zhongcheng was an Eighth River Stage cultivator, so Xiaolang was no match for him!
Black flames suddenly rose from Xiaolang’s body. They burned fiercely, much different from the Nine Devils Ancestral Fire!
Hm ... Xiaolang’s strength skyrocketed all of a sudden... This is no ordinary strength. I think it’s the kind with a heavy price to pay! Long Chen realized that Xiaolang was risking his life for this fight! When the flames rose, Xiaolang grew much stronger. He could beat Song Zhongcheng back with every strike now!
When 125 fire clones appeared, Song Zhongcheng struggled badly to defend himself. Unfortunately, they were not enough to injure him!
“What the hell is this?” Song Zhongcheng gasped. When the flames rose, Xiaolang became as strong as he was.
It’s definitely a trick! He’s burning his life force in order to fight me. Tricks like that are extremely harmful and will likely cripple him. After the effect is over, he will no longer pose a threat. I only need to hold on a little longer until he’s fatigued! Song Zhongcheng’s mind raced with cunning. He started to avoid facing Xiaolang’s attacks, running in all directions. From an outsider’s perspective, it looked pathetic, but he knew that the beast would collapse by itself soon!
Xiaolang was burning the Sun Devouring Wolf’s life fire. Fire like that diminished according to usage, and when it was finished, he would be dead!
Long Chen’s eyes widened with grief!
“Xiaolang!”
He was completely moved. Xiaolang was doing this because of their bond. Knowing that he had found a brother that would do so much for him made Long Chen beyond happy!
How many people were willing to use up their life force to give their brother a chance to live?
Long Chen had learned a deep lesson at Baiyang Town from the relationship between the Yang and Bai patriarchs. He knew that the term “brothers” could not be thrown around casually. However, what was happening before him was confirmation that although they did not share the same blood, they were closer than biological brothers!
You treat me so well! How can I ever live with this? He watched as Xiaolang’s life fire slowly diminished. Xiaolang was doing his best to beat Song Zhongcheng just to give Long Chen a chance to live.
Long Chen’s head grew hot, and he felt his blood boil. Countless blood dragons roared in his body!
Kill!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Countless dragons appeared in his mind, each of them burning with blood-red flames. They grew stronger by the second, and their bodies lengthened quickly until they occupied his every thought!
That was when the mysterious dragon jade pendant moved again!
The Inherited Blood Essence automatically flew into the jade pendant this time. They merged and formed a divine cultivation method. Long Chen was overjoyed because every time this had happened before, he received a powerful divine technique like Blood Transmutation, Dragon Soul Transformation, Blood Devouring Domain, and Blood Warp! Each of them was shocking!
“Ancient technique, Blood Sacrifice!”
The term “Blood Sacrifice” appeared in his mind!
Long Chen felt like his body was going to explode as he watched Xiaolang’s life fire slowly diminish and weaken. That was when he activated his new technique, Blood Sacrifice. A terrifying energy ripple exploded from Long Chen’s body!
“Xiaolang! Stop it! I’ll deal with this animal!”
His heaven-shaking voice scared the crowd enough to make them take several steps back. Even Song Zhongcheng heard him, and he stared at Long Chen in confusion.
Whoosh!
Blood-red fire emerged from his red scales, and Long Chen burned brightly. To Song Zhongcheng’s surprise, Long Chen’s combat abilities skyrocketed from the Fifth River Stage to the Sixth River Stage, then stopped at the peak of the Seventh River Stage!
Since using the Dragon Soul Transformation made his Qi ten times stronger than regular Qi, his Qi was at the Eighth River Stage, even stronger than Song Zhongcheng!
This terrifying advancement in strength was more awesome than Xiaolang’s method of burning his life fire.
However, Long Chen knew that while both methods increased the user’s strength, Blood Sacrifice was countless times more powerful. Xiaolang could only burn his life fire once in his life. If that fire finished burning, he would die. Long Chen was burning the Qi in his body, and there was a limit to the increase in strength. With his current abilities, he could only use Blood Sacrifice to advance three stages at most. Of course, there was a price. After using Blood Sacrifice, he would regress by an equal number of stages! Since he had increased his cultivation level to the Seventh River Stage, he would fall down to the Third River Stage after this fight!
But what was there to be afraid of when he could just use Blood Transmutation?
Blood Sacrifice and Blood Transmutation made the ultimate pair. Raising his strength to the Eighth River Stage would result in him dropping back down to the Second River Stage. With enough time, though, he would rise right back to the Fifth River Stage!
Of course, unless absolutely necessary, it was best not to use this technique! He felt like Blood Sacrifice was more terrifying than Blood Transmutation. Only the Ancient Bloodsoul Dragon, one of the ten Ancestral Dragons, could possess such terrifying techniques!
Whenever he used Blood Transmutation repeatedly, Long Chen was deeply affected by the Ancient Bloodsoul Dragon’s killing intent. If he used Blood Sacrifice and Blood Transmutation too often, he would likely meet a terrible end. It was still best to advance along the path of cultivation using a more stable method.
But at a critical moment like this, Long Chen was forced to use Blood Sacrifice.
Xiaolang was confused by Long Chen’s surge in strength. He was not a Sun Devouring Wolf, so how could he burn his life fire?
“Stop it now!” he shouted. Xiaolang had no choice but to return to his original form! A strong wave of fatigue rushed over him, and it was so painful that Xiaolang fainted on the roof and shrank to the size of a puppy. He then fell from the roof.
Long Chen caught him.
“Xiaolang ...” Looking at the unconscious and weakened Xiaolang, Long Chen’s heart twitched with pain. He placed Xiaolang gently at the doorstep, then his bloodshot eyes locked onto Song Zhongcheng!
“Every dwarf here will die today!”