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Chapter 379 - Blood Curse: Symbol Demon!

Chapter 379 – Blood Curse: Symbol Demon!

If people knew that An Zheng had relied on his seventh stage of Captive Stage and without using any artifacts, only using his own body and Cultivation Power to kill three Earth Demons that were comparable to the first stage of Lower Completion Stage, it was unknown just how many people would be so shocked their jaws dropped. That was completely illogical, even unreasonable.

Bai Xiaochi’s forbidden inscriptions could not do anything to An Zheng. This way, if forbidden techniques were used on the battlefield, the three first stage Lower Completion Stage Earth Demons would be able to sweep through the army. It has to be said that the most powerful part of these Earth Demons wasn’t just their immense strength, but also their extremely high defensive capabilities. Ordinary swords and sabers would not be able to break through them. To the soldiers, they were simply heavy weapons that could not be stopped.

An Zheng took a step forward, and this step felt like he was stepping on Bai Xiaochi’s heart.

“What else?”

An Zheng looked at Bai Xiaochi and asked: “If you don’t have any other methods, then it’s my turn.”

Before Bai Xiaochi even had the chance to speak, An Zheng’s body had already suddenly appeared in front of him. In terms of speed, An Zheng was much faster than Bai Xiaochi. When the two of them left the battlefield, Bai Xiaochi ran from the back to chase after An Zheng first. Outside the forest, An Zheng was already almost shoulder to shoulder with him.

Bai Xiaochi’s expression changed, he did not have time to grab the iron spear when he wanted to. An Zheng’s fist had already arrived in front of him. He only had enough time to retreat a few steps, and then, his hands formed a seal in front of his body as a golden symbol shield appeared in front of him.

“Break!”

When An Zheng’s Orthodox Pure Yang appeared, it directly fused the runes.

Bai Xiaochi took this opportunity to grab the iron spear in his hand and thrusted it towards An Zheng.

“Thousand Army Break!”

Following Bai Xiaochi’s stern shout, the iron spear transformed into a wave of spear light. It had actually pierced him at leashousand times.

An Zheng did not stop at all, and allowed the thousand troops that were strong enough to sweep the world to stab him. A layer of light purple protective layer appeared on the exterior of his body. That seemingly powerful and domineering Thousand-Army Break was actually unable to break through this layer of force. An Zheng’s body had gone through the tempering of the lightning pool, the Phoenix Cooking Pill Furnace, and the Eight Trigrams Pill Furnace. No matter how strong the Thousand Army Destruction was, how could it compare to the power of the lightning pool?

“Too weak!”

The Orthodox Pure Yang on An Zheng’s right fist pushed forward fiercely, and under the blazing light, Bai Xiaochi felt that his eyes were about to go blind. He closed his eyes and swept with the iron spear. However, a huge force came from the spear, as if he had stabbed into a mountain. He was unable to move.

Bai Xiaochi opened his eyes and saw that An Zheng had already grasped his iron spear.

“A divine artifact of the first stage of the Purple-Rank is considered a waste to you.”

An Zheng grasped the iron spear tightly, and then fiercely pulled it backwards. Bai Xiaochi’s body could not help but pounce towards An Zheng, and was kicked to the ground by him. An Zheng grabbed the iron spear and activated the snatching function on the Blood Pearl. A strong red light flashed on the bracelet and Bai Xiaochi’s Qi was erased from the iron spear. However, with the support of Bai Xiaochi’s Runes, the iron spear pierced through the sky like a dragon.

An Zheng coldly snorted. “Even your master is not my match, so what if you are?”

He held the spear tightly in both his hands, and a dragon-shaped shape appeared on the spear. A dragon-shaped roar could be heard, as if it was about to tear apart the space itself. All Purple-Rank Divine Artifact had their own powerful artifact spirit. Although the Qi left by Bai Xiaochi on the spear was wiped away, the artifact spirit’s resistance was even more intense. In truth, it was just as Bai Xiaochi had said, he was also a man with talent. According to logic, this kind of Purple-Rank Divine Artifact would not be controlled by him no matter what. But under the heavens, anything could happen.

This iron spear seemed as though it was specially forged for Bai Xiaochi. Just like An Zheng’s Nine Hell Magic Bell, who was naturally willing to become An Zheng’s magical equipment. At that time, this iron spear had also spontaneously become Bai Xiaochi’s magic tool. It had the same aura as Bai Xiaochi, so it had to submit. And it was not suitable for An Zheng, so it resisted extremely fiercely.

An Zheng’s eyes flashed, “It’s just a mere artifact spirit, how dare it act rashly!”

An Zheng was also slightly angry, the more the artifact spirit struggled, the more’s fighting spirit increased. He held the iron spear in both his hands. No matter how much the spear twisted and struggled, his two hands were like iron bars firmly holding onto it without relaxing in the slightest.

Bai Xiaochi rushed towards An Zheng, attempting to snatch the iron spear back.

He extended his hand out, and with a wave, the nine Holy Fish Scale flew towards An Zheng like nine revolving blades. When the Holy Fish Scale was about to land on An Zheng’s body, An Zheng shouted angrily at the Holy Fish Scale that was flying over: “You dare!”

Following this tiger’s roar, the Holy Fish Scale controlled by Bai Xiaochi suddenly trembled. The runes on the scales were actually blasted away by the fish-scale’s own strength. The nine Holy Fish Scale were originally going to attack An Zheng, but now they circled around An Zheng, flew back after, and smashed Bai Xiaochi nine times in a row, causing him to be sent flying backwards.

“Submit to me!”

An Zheng fiercely thrust the iron spear into the ground with both of his hands. With a bang, the balls of light exploded out from the iron spear, blasting a hole with a diameter of more than ten meters into the ground. An Zheng stood at the bottom of the pit with the iron spear in hand, the light emitting from the Blood Pearl Bracelet became stronger and stronger. The function of snatching was like an army invading a city, attacking the spear time and time again. And the artifact spirit of the spear was the army guarding the city.

Although it was just a split-second, both sides had exchanged more than a thousand moves.

If one was to let the iron spear escape, then with the strength of the Purple-Rank Divine Artifact’s artifact spirit, it would inevitably carry the iron spear and fly off into the distance. No one could stop it. Purple lightning coiled around An Zheng’s left hand, and the blazing light of the Orthodox Pure Yang appeared on his right.

“Either submit or perish.”

The strength of An Zheng’s hands became more and more powerful, and the artifact spirit within the iron spear also seemed to have felt the danger of destruction.

“I permit you to stay and submit to me. If not, I will kill the artifact spirit and create another artifact spirit. ”

As An Zheng’s words fell, the struggle on the iron spear finally weakened. After a few seconds, the Blood Pearl Bracelet had gained the upper hand. With a flash of a Hong light, the iron spear disappeared and was kept by An Zheng among the Blood Pearl Bracelet.

“War God Spear”

When the iron spear entered An Zheng’s Blood Pearl Bracelet, the voice immediately appeared in An Zheng’s mind.

The first grade Purple-Rank artefact was formed 670 years ago, and is the artefact that General Da Xi spoke of. Yan Wuming went to war with the western border, obtained the Stellar Cast Iron, integrated with the bloody scent of his life, and became the War God’s Spear. War God Spear can increase the attacking power of cultivators. When cultivators use the Captive Stage, they can double the Cultivation Power. After the Lower Completion Stage, there was an opportunity to summon out an artifact spirit to fight together, and the artifact spirit became the battle spirit. Using this weapon, experts of the Lower Celestial Stage and above can increase their fighting strength by 50%.]

An Zheng’s heart skipped a beat. This iron spear was actually the magical equipment of the peerless War God of Da Xi.

Nearly seven hundred years ago, Da Xi was still digging up territories. At that time, Yan Wuming was the commander of the Great Xixi army. He led the army westward to expand their territory. When he was still alive, he made a large part of the territory for the Great Xixi. This person was even ranked first in Da Xi history by Chen Wunuo.

Perhaps it was because of this unyielding fighting spirit that gave birth to sucowerful and independent battle spirit.

An Zheng kept the iron spear back into the Blood Pearl Bracelet and then, with a wave of his hand, Bai Xiaochi’s nine Holy Fish Scale flew over as well and directly returned the nine pieces to the Blood Pearl.

In merely an instant, Bai Xiaochi felt as though he had lost everything, as though the sky had collapsed. The War God’s Spear that he was so proud of was actually snatched away by An Zheng just like that. This made him simply unable to understand how An Zheng could snatch away his own magical equipment while he was still alive.

What made his heart ache even more was that the Holy Fish Scale had actually betrayed him. Back then, he had used a rune technique to remove the seal on the fish scales and deciphered the secrets of the Holy Fish Scale. Knowing that Holy Fish Scale is the composition of the world’s number one divine tool, the “reverse scale”, as long as one obtains the “reverse scale”, it would be equivalent to receiving the acknowledgement of the heavens, becoming a heaven chosen person who would definitely become a saint in the future. Speaking of which, ever since he knew about the Holy Fish Scale’s secret, Bai Xiaochi had been waiting for chaos.

He was the main fighting faction of the Youguo, not because of the Youguo, but because of himself. He had always felt that the only reason he had obtained the Holy Fish Scale was because the heavens had chosen him. And if he pushed the war on his own, then an era of chaos would come. When the world was in chaos, he would take care of this broken situation. At that time, he would be someone like Daxi Shenghuang, and might even havigher position than him!

For this dream, Bai Xiaochi had always pushed for war. Even though it was clear that the Youguo could not hold on for much longer, he was still pushing for the start of the war. As the youngest Si Ma from the Youguo, he was also considered to be the most promising successor for the future Sect Master of the divinity. The current patriarch of the divinity also valued him greatly, teaching him with the same care as his own disciple. If not for that, there would have been many people in the Youguo who were concerned about Bai Xiaochi’s Purple-Rank Divine Artifact War Spear. If not for the divinity’s sect master protecting him, he might have been taken away by an even more powerful cultivator.

He was like a spoiled child, and encountering An Zheng was the first major setback in his life.

All of his pride was mercilessly destroyed by An Zheng at this moment. An Zheng did not even use any magical equipment, and only used his own cultivation to defeat him. Whether it was the War God Spear or rune technique, they were all meaningless to An Zheng.

“You’ve ruined everything for me.”

Bai Xiaochi suddenly raised his head, his eyes turning red in an instant. Within the pair of red eyes, there were numerous black dots that were rapidly circling around. Those black dots were all tiny runes.

“In that case, we shall perish together.”

After Bai Xiaochi finished this sentence, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was like a fountain, and actually did not stop flowing. More and more blood began to gather in front of him. He did not fall to the ground, but rather floated in midair.

Blood formed a pool in front of him, and there seemed to be countless white bones still writhing within the pool.

After spitting out the blood, Bai Xiaochi’s face instantly turned terrifyingly white. An intense aura of death emerged from his body, making him look sinister and terrifying. The runes in his eyes rotated faster and faster, but his body was growing weaker and weaker.

[Blood Curse: Symbol Demon]

With a mournful cry, the blood pool in front of him suddenly took human form.

Bai Xiaochi’s body weakly fell to the ground. He looked at An Zheng, his eyes filled with resentment. This time, let’s see how you will win! “