The Last Primal

Chapter 933 933 - Blood Bath (Part 2)

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All the martial artists present gasped in shock.

The next moment, the divine cauldron was repelled more than a hundred feet away and its radiance dimmed.

The martial artists that witnessed that were dumbfounded and their eyes were filled with astonishment.

Nobody expected that the unknown burly man would be able to take on a top-grade artifact weapon barehanded and even send it flying!

What sort of a body was that?

Could that person be wearing some sort of a perfect or top-grade glove artifact weapon?

Otherwise, what could explain what just happened?

The shock was even greater for Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon who was directly in the fight. Blood drained from his face and his mind went blank momentarily.

It was way too domineering!

A single punch from the burly man nearly shattered his divine cauldron!

"You… "

The moment Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon spoke with a single word, the burly man had already arrived before him in a flash with a suffocating ferocity!

Breathing became difficult for him and he had to swallow whatever he wanted to say back.

Instantly, things changed on the battlefield.

Although Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon was dazed, the burly man did not hesitate and was decisive to kill, slashing a cold saber in his hand forward.

Blood energy spread.

"Not good!"

The paragon of Mystic Firmament Divine Cult snapped back to his senses and realized that his life was hanging on a thread.

He did not have time to think at all and released his Martial Master phenomenon right away.

"Ow…"

Suddenly!

The tragic sound of ghosts wailing could be heard as the burly man's saber sliced through the air, distracting one's mind instantly.

Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon could not support his Martial Master phenomenon fully and it dissipated in his moment of distraction.

"It's over, this is where I die!"

Instantly, his heart sank.

Poof!

A sword beam flashed before his eyes.

A thin red line appeared on the throat of Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon, expanding slowly before turning into a blood mist that stained the void.

Mystic Firmament Divine Cult's paragon was sliced in the throat and died on the spot!

From the moment he appeared, the burly man had attacked a total of three times and two paragons died!

"What in the world is that person's martial power realm? He seems to only be at early-stage Martial Master?"

"What!"

The many martial artists that were watching were shocked and used their Spirit Peering Art on the burly man.

"He's truly at early-stage Martial Master!"

The voices of the crowd grew louder.

However, the situation on the battlefield had turned more ridiculous with the inclusion of the burly man.

After killing two people in succession, the burly man now had a rather empty path between him and the Vermilion Fruit without any obstructions.

At that moment, the only ones closest to the burly man with the potential to stop him were on his sides – the paragon of Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect and a black-robed swordsman.

The black-robed swordsman's sword had been in his pitch-black sheath the entire time.

Up till this point of the battle, he had not withdrawn it at all.

Each time he attacked, the black-robed swordsman was barehanded and used his finger as a replacement for his sword, killing his enemies with streams of sword energy.

At that moment, the initially dazed eyes of the black-robed swordsman that could not find a focal point were starting to converge upon seeing the might of the burly man.

The lights of his pupils converged like two extremely sharp swords that gave off a chilling feeling!

Slowly, the black-robed swordsman's right hand descended on his sword's handle.

He could attack at any moment!

When they noticed that, Taban Feng, Cadmus Wujia, and the others scoffed coldly internally.

In their eyes, the burly man was already a dead man!

"Hmm?"

Sensing something, the burly man turned his gaze towards the black-robed swordsman.

The black-robed swordsman gave him an extreme sense of danger!

That was a really frightening person!

It was acknowledged in the martial power world that sword martial artists had the strongest killing power!

In the entire continent, the strongest sect for sword martial artists was Sword Sect of the nine righteous sects.

The burly man had exchanged blows with Sword Sect's paragon before. However, the feeling that the black-robed swordsman gave off was even more dangerous than Sword Sect's paragon!

Despite that, the burly man did not stop in his tracks.please visit

If he wanted to get his hands on the Vermilion Fruit, he would have to overwhelm everything with a thunderous might without any hesitation to allow anyone to react to him!

"How dare this unknown b*stard try to get his hands on the ten thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit!"

Before the black-robed swordsman attacked, the paragon of Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect on the other side lost his cool and shouted. Moving along with his sword, he appeared before the burly man in a flash.

The black-robed swordsman frowned slightly when he saw Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon attack. His right hand that was initially on his sword handle moved away slowly once more.

Buzz!

A blade quivered with a blinding radiance.

Five spirit patterns shone and the sword released a killing aura that seemed as though it could penetrate everything in the world!

A perfect artifact weapon!

The burly man narrowed his gaze as he looked at the incoming sword.

His only consideration was the black-robed swordsman on the other side.

However, at this moment, the black-robed swordsman had taken two steps back – it was clear that he did not want to join forces with Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon.

Feeling relieved, the burly man swung his saber towards the incoming sword.

"Ow…"

The sword glided through the void and released the tragic sound of ghosts wailing once more, as though specters surrounded them.

"Puny tricks!"

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon sneered and flicked his wrist, causing his sword to buzz.

Clang! Clang!

As the sword buzzed, it released an infinite sharpness that suppressed the tragic wails instantly while slicing the specters into dust.

The two opposing blades collided.

Cling! Clang!

A metallic sound rang through the battlefield and sparks flew.

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect was the only sword martial power sect among the Ten Upper Sects of the North Region. Their signature sword classic, the Heaven Piercing 13 Swords, was renowned throughout the martial power world and its sword stance were peerless.

Most of the time, opponents would be interrupted by the Heaven Piercing 13 Swords the moment they started attacking and would wince in unbearable pain.

The moment the Heaven Piercing 13 Swords was released, opposing martial artists would not be able to release their skills fully. After multiple slashes, they would be disadvantaged and it would be difficult for them to turn the situation around.

However, the burly man was unmoved and had a calm expression.

In his hands, his sword seemed like it was sentient and his saber technique was extremely precise – it was not inferior to the Heaven Piercing 13 Swords and he was even gaining a slight advantage!

"That sword technique…!"

Maran Des frowned deeply.

Rather than precise, she saw the burly man's saber techniques as sinister!

Every single slash from the saber came at a tricky angle and its trajectory was untraceable.

More than that, every single slash was fatal!

As Maran Des gazed at the burly man's saber technique, a blurry, terrifying scene seemed to unfold before her eyes.

There were plenty of phantoms!

There were rivers of blood!

There were white bones all around!

There were walking corpses!

The burly man seemed like he was surrounded by an endless Hell with countless malevolent ghosts and skeletons struggling and howling within.

With a terrible expression, Maran Des's petite figure started trembling.

Bang!

She sensed a heavy push on her shoulder and woke up in a jolt.

Unknowingly, she had already broken out in cold sweat.

"That sword technique is extremely terrifying and doesn't seem like it's orthodox. Don't stare at it, it can affect your mind!"

Muran Dorn's voice sounded.

Maran Des nodded with a sense of trepidation.

Seeing that she was already feeling that way despite not being directly involved in the battle, she truly could not imagine how Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon felt at the moment.

Clang!

The two opposing blades collided.

The burly man released his grip and the sword left his hand, wrapping around the other party's sword and slicing at the throat of Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon!

That slash seemed impossible and came without warning.

Alarmed, Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon retreated hurriedly.

Shing!

The front of his shirt was sliced open with blood seeping through.

While the wound was not deep, Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's paragon was drenched in a cold sweat – he would have been killed by that slash if he hadn't managed to retreat in time!

Before he could react, his vision turned blurry and the burly man had already brushed by him and arrived at the Vermilion Fruit. With a swipe, the latter got his hands on that delectable red fruit.