Chapter 1828: Collecting Blood

How many ancient saints the alien race lost meant nothing to Zhang Xuan; what he valued most was the blood of experts at the Blood Rebirth level.

As long as he had enough of this, breaking through to ancient saint would become much easier.

Thus, after piercing this fellow's palm with his spear, he busied himself collecting blood with a jade bottle, thoroughly enjoying the task.

"You're asking for death..."

This ancient saint was about to go mad.

Having been struck with a seed talisman, although he had to obey others' commands, he still retained his own consciousness. As a dignified ancient saint at the Blood Rebirth level, one of the many kings of the spirit race, being wounded by a great saint was already infuriating enough, but the culprit not only didn't flee, he even brazenly collected his blood...

This was a blatant provocation!

Gritting his teeth, in a burst of rage, the ancient saint no longer bothered to pursue Chenyong Huang and Liu Yang and the others; his other hand struck down through the air.

He intended to directly crush this lawless fellow to death.

The power of a Blood Rebirth ancient saint was like the rising tide of a river or sea, boundless and vast; when he struck in anger, the momentum was even more terrifying.

Puchi!

Before the mighty force could reach the young man, the spear came through the air again, piercing this hand as well with a single thrust.

Pata! Pata!

Blood gushed out wildly.

The ancient saint cried out in pain, only to see the young man rush over again, pull out another jade bottle, and keep collecting the blood, not wanting to waste a single drop.

"..."

Trembling with rage, he circulated his true qi to seal his blood vessels; though the wound was hideous, no more blood flowed out.

Having reached his level of cultivation, if he didn't want blood to flow, not a single drop would come out.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the blood stop, the young man who had been collecting it frowned, stopped, and looked displeased.

"Kid, daring to collect my blood, you must die today..."

Relieved, the ancient saint spoke with a ferocious expression, but before he could finish, the young man, looking unhappy, grabbed with his hand, and the spear appeared again, stabbing once more.

No one knew where it was aimed, but space twisted, and the spear tip had already reached his thigh.

Puchi!

Another large hole appeared.

The ancient saint was stunned, then saw the young man fly over again with a jade bottle, happily collecting the blood.

"Damn it..."

This ancient saint was about to cry.

Until now, he had realized that the other party could kill him with ease, but he simply didn't, treating him as a specimen for blood collection.

Unable to bear it any longer, he turned to flee.

Puchi!

A hole appeared in his buttocks, blood spurting out.

Zhang Xuan filled one jade bottle, then continued with the second. Before long, he had collected over ten bottles. Each time the other party sealed his blood vessels, he would stab with his spear, never hitting the same spot, not caring at all.

After being stabbed repeatedly, the ancient saint finally learned his lesson. He no longer tried to escape but sat on the spot, motionless, staring blankly as if lost in spirit, with dozens of holes on his body spraying blood like a showerhead.

Since he couldn't avoid it, and the more he dodged, the more he got stabbed, he might as well just let it be...

Not long after, due to excessive blood loss, this ancient sage plummeted headfirst from the sky.

For someone who had reached such a level of cultivation to die from blood loss was probably unprecedented in history.

Having slain one, Zhang Xuan looked toward the others.

The Fire Xu Ancient Sage, Mo Ling Ancient Sage, and several other ancient sages joined forces, their combat power astonishing. Even though Chen Yong Emperor was severely injured and no longer what he once was, they still formed a force not to be underestimated.

Although the many ancient sages implanted with talisman seeds were powerful, both sides had their own methods, and in a short time, it was hard to tell who would prevail.

With their level of cultivation, killing an opponent was no longer easy. Normally, battles would last for who knows how many days, with the loser fleeing and the winner also suffering severe injuries and a shortened lifespan.

Because of this, ancient sages were like nuclear bombs for both the human race and the alien race—used only as a threat, with actual battles being rare.

While the battle raged on, the Chen Ling Emperor at the center remained undisturbed. Countless treasures on the altar, due to the sacrifice, all ignited, forming a blazing fire.

A force that pierced the sky descended from above, pouring into his meridians through the acupoints all over his body.

The injuries he had sustained earlier were indeed gradually healing under the impact of this force, and he was even becoming stronger.

"Damn it, we must stop him. If we let him recover, it will be hard to defeat him later..."

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Although Chen Ling Emperor's combat power at his peak was not as strong as Chen Yong Emperor's, he was still one of the few super experts among humans and aliens. Otherwise, he could not have controlled a region with so many ancient sages unable to oppose him.

While severely injured, he was not particularly formidable, and could be defeated with the Dragon Bone Divine Spear. But once he recovered, killing him would become troublesome.

"Break!"

Unable to hold back any longer, he shook his spear and charged straight at Chen Ling Emperor. The pitch-black Dragon Bone Divine Spear tore through space, aiming directly at the latter's head, as if to pierce it through.

"Young master, don't..."

Seeing him charge directly, Chen Yong Emperor's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly called out.

But it was already too late. Before the spear could reach Chen Ling Emperor, a force descended from the black hole in the sky. As it collided with the spear shaft, Zhang Xuan felt as if his tiger's mouth were about to be torn open, and blood flowed out.

The spear also flew out of his hand under the impact, and with a "hum!" it stabbed into the ground, creating a huge hole.

"What happened?"

In haste, he activated his bloodline power and quickly retreated, barely dodging the sweeping light. Returning to the spear, he pulled it out, his face full of confusion.

In that one strike, the Dragon Bone Divine Spear had developed a fine crack, as if it had suffered considerable damage.

However, for a weapon of this level, as long as there was enough ancient sage blood, it could quickly recover.

"Young master, during the sacrifice, it connects to the gods of another world. By charging in to interrupt, you are offending the deity, so naturally you are punished..."

Chen Yong Emperor quickly transmitted his voice.

"Offending the deity?"

Zhang Xuan's pupils contracted.

No wonder the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, so powerful, was knocked away in one blow without even a chance to fight back. He hadn't expected such a reason.

But thinking about it, he understood.

A sacrifice means offering good things to the gods, and the gods reward based on the quantity of offerings. At that moment, they are connected... Charging in to disrupt at that time is tantamount to despising the dignity of the gods, so naturally one is punished.

No wonder Chen Yong Emperor, though furious when he saw the sacrifice begin, dared not charge in. So that was the reason.

"If we don't stop him and let the ritual complete, his injuries will heal, and we might all die here..."

Zhang Xuan frowned.

The gods were indeed not to be offended. But... if they didn't stop him and let the power complete, Chen Ling Emperor's injuries would fully recover, and no one would be able to defeat him.

At that point, their so-called seizure of power and revenge would become a joke, and they might all die here.