Chapter 2893: Is He a Waste?

That... isn't that Ye Yuan?

Why is Xuenuo standing beside him, looking so submissive?

This... this is too surreal!

A mere Saint Sovereign Heaven from the human race goes to the blood race, and even a Origin Realm Emperor Shakti is respectful to him?

Ye Yuan naturally changed his appearance when he went to the blood race.

But others didn't know it was Ye Yuan; Feng Xiaotian did!

Before leaving, Ye Yuan had left with this appearance and this aura.

Could... could he be... No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!

Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian seemed to think of something and shuddered.

Instinctively, he wanted to deny this thought.

But aside from that identity, why would someone like Xuenuo be so deferential to him?

This, this is too shocking!

Originally, upon hearing the news of the new Blood God Son's arrival, Feng Xiaotian had despaired.

Although the Blood God Son's strength meant nothing to him, in such a war, the roles of Saint Sovereign Heaven and True Sovereign Heaven were indispensable.

A team of two hundred men was enough to match an army of thirty thousand!

What's more, behind these two hundred men were two hundred thousand blood race troops!

But now, Ye Yuan stood before him, having become the blood race's Blood God Son!

Is that the new Blood God Son of the blood race? He doesn't look like much!

Don't underestimate him! You know, over the years, the Saint Sovereign and True Sovereign Hundred Sons have caused us heavy casualties! This Blood God Son must be even more extraordinary!

This guy is really arrogant! Patrolling the city walls so blatantly, does he really think we dare not kill him?

...

In the city, many experts showed murderous intent.

They had long hated the blood race to the bone.

Moreover, the person who came this time was of extraordinary status.

Ye Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, and said coldly, "This Southern Qi Giant City has at most a little over ten thousand people! You can't even take a city like this. Xuenuo, you really are a waste!"

This wasn't the first time Ye Yuan had called him a waste; Xuenuo wished he could slap Ye Yuan to death.

Unfortunately, he couldn't!

Ye Yuan scolded him, and he could only listen.

Your Highness doesn't know, these guys are putting up a stubborn resistance, a really tough nut to crack! Once the battle begins, Your Highness will see how tenacious these fellows are!" Xuenuo defended himself.

Ye Yuan glanced at him and said lightly, "Oh, is that so?"

Suddenly, Ye Yuan moved and charged straight toward Southern Qi Giant City.

Everyone was stunned!

This... is he crazy?

The blood race is formidable, yes, but you're a Saint Sovereign Heaven. Are you trying to defy the heavens?

Do you really think that becoming the Blood God Son makes you invincible?

Come on, any Emperor realm could slap you to death with one hand, okay?

Of course, Ye Yuan wasn't foolish enough to charge at an Emperor realm; he headed for the Tianyi camp.

The camp and the Emperor realm were separated; otherwise, in a battle of Emperor realms, what meaning would those below Emperor have?

Seeing Ye Yuan make a move, several Tianyi Emperor realms stirred restlessly.

Feng Xiaotian said casually and lightly, "Although our Tianyi is weak, it's not a place for a mere Saint Sovereign Heaven to trample at will! Let him show off; this city lord wants to see what this new Blood God Son is made of."

Feng Xiaotian was absolutely supreme in Southern Qi Giant City.

Naturally, no one contradicted what he said.

Moreover, these Emperor realms were quite interested in Ye Yuan, the Blood God Son.

What kind of genius could become the blood race's Blood God Son?

Xuenuo's scalp tingled. Was this guy brainless?

If the Blood God Son died here, he would never be able to clear his name!

But seeing that Feng Xiaotian didn't move either, he felt a little more at ease.

Before entering the great formation, Ye Yuan gave Feng Xiaotian a look.

Seeing that look, the heart that Feng Xiaotian had been hanging for over twenty days finally settled.

Although he and Ye Yuan had not known each other long, they had become close friends.

At this moment, a single look was enough!

He knew that Ye Yuan was telling him that he would handle the blood race side.

He didn't know what means Ye Yuan had to hold back the two hundred thousand troops.

But he trusted Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan had actually become the Blood God Son. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have dreamed of it, right?

Such a thing was beyond their understanding.

Since such a miracle had occurred, why wouldn't he trust Ye Yuan?

Boom!

The city defense formation descended directly, and all kinds of terrifying attacks fell upon Ye Yuan.

The power of it made everyone's face turn pale.

The direction of the camp was the weak point of the formation, only meant to deal with armies below Emperor realm.

But even weak, it was enough to kill a mere Saint Sovereign Heaven.

Just then, a bloody light blazed from Ye Yuan's body, and a surge of origin power burst forth, shielding him tightly in the middle.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yuan, braving the formation, charged into the camp.

In the camp, the soldiers were greatly alarmed and rushed to attack Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan looked disdainful and said coldly, "A bunch of ants, daring to block this prince's divine might! Die!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

From Ye Yuan's hand, beams of bloody light shot out.

Those Saint Sovereign Heavens, and even some True Sovereign Heavens, died on contact!

In an instant, Ye Yuan had "killed" nearly a hundred people!

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian's "face changed greatly," and he said sharply, "Blood Qing, you brat, this city lord will tear you into a thousand pieces!"

But by then, Ye Yuan had already withdrawn, directly passing through the formation and returning to his own camp.

On the blood race side, there was dead silence!

This... was too awesome!

One man charged into the Tianyi camp, killed over a hundred people, and then retreated unscathed!

What terrifying strength was this?

Everyone's gaze turned to Xuenuo, their expressions strange.

You just said this was a tough nut to crack?

Before your words even landed, His Highness had already made a round trip.

That slap in the face was loud and clear!

The air seemed to echo with the sound of slapping.

Ye Yuan looked at Xuenuo and said lightly, "Is this what you call a tough nut to crack?"

Xuenuo said awkwardly, "Your... Your Highness's divine skill is unmatched; Xuenuo is far inferior!"

Ye Yuan sneered, "Inferior? I called you a waste, and you weren't convinced. Now, tell me, are you a waste?"

"Yes... I am a waste!" Xuenuo wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

How embarrassing!

You, Xuenuo, led hundreds of thousands of troops and couldn't break through for several hundred years.

But as soon as His Highness the Blood God Son arrived, he broke through alone!

Even though it was just a quick round, casually killing a few people.

But it was a maddening slap in the face and utter contempt for Tianyi!

Could you, Xuenuo, do that?

All that talk about Tianyi being strong, about stubborn resistance, was pure nonsense!

In the end, you're just a waste!

"Long live His Highness!"

"His Highness's divine might covers the world!"

"The blood race will unify Tai Ming Yu Wan Tian, starting today!"

...

Behind Ye Yuan, bursts of cheers erupted.

With a small display of his skill, Ye Yuan had boosted the blood race's morale to its peak.